A horrified shriek pierced the air. A woman ran from one of the side streets into the street the queen had landed. Her eyes went wide at the sight of so many strange people standing around the bloody, naked queen. Seeing Isaiah, she ran to him and started animatedly babbling about a horrible omen.
"His skin was flayed from his body on all his limbs, leaving the red bloodied muscles bared to the air. His intestines seemed to have been ripped out. Only the torso had remained unskinned, but that too held a gruesome sight. The words of what seemed to be a
We Dark ones are loose and the Master will win.
We Demons have come to rip off your skin.
Blood red eyes will see you if you try to run.
We Dark ones will get you and laugh like it’s fun.
Walk away slow or we’ll tear you apart,
And laugh all day as we devour your heart
Blood red eyes will see you if you try to stand still.
We Dark ones will get you, for Evil we kill.
Hack us up, chop us up, cut us to bits,
Or else we’ll get you while laughing in fits.
If we Dark ones don’t get you, Master will try.
To reach out and touch you, your skin he will fry.
Your mind he will flail, your soul he will rape.
You’ll sleep with the dead, for life you’ll forsake.
You’ll die and die til the end of time.
We hate that you live. Your life is a crime.
were carved into his chest, the "writing" made as if a claw had been dragged through the skin. Oh it's horrible! You must get the queen to safety at once!!! Bring her back to the castle, Please!"