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Fear of the strange sights and sounds of the mansion overwhelmed you. You could not open that door. Instead, you decide to explore the outside of the manor, to see if your nerve returns.
Like the mansion itself, the property has seen better days. From afar you can see the old outer wall of the estate crumbling, over grown with weeds and collapsing into the field below. That’s how you got here after all, hopping that wall.
With the rest of the yards impassable due to debris or overgrown plants, you elect to follow the ragged path into the large southern region. Very quickly you find yourself in the estate’s old graveyard. The cemetery is full of graves of all size, toppled tomb stones and crumbling angels dot the landscape. Water had collected between some of the hills, turning to a swamp.
The dense fog doesn’t help either more than once, you’ve stumbled for lack of visibility. You worry about slipping and hurting yourself or worse falling into a – before you complete the thought, you hit the cold hard dirt of an open grave.
Trying not to panic, you try to hoist yourself up. It’s extremely difficult, as the grave’s sides are strong and smooth. You reach for anything to pull yourself out of it, slipping time and time again. Each time you try to claw out, you feel your strength fade. Weakening for the last time, you fall back, and the world goes dark.
You awaken. Something doesn’t feel right, but you know you’re awake. You look up, and the black sky, and the moon above you. You clutch your heart – but know it’s not beating, your hands are skeletal and cold. Something is wrong. You refuse to be dead. with inhuman strength; you claw your way up the side of grave, and back into the graveyard.
Escaping the grave, you turn back to a new headstone, that now bears a chilling inscription. As you recognize your name in the polished surface, you don’t recognize your face. Flesh falls from your face, and your bones are exposed. A strange green slime oozes from your mouth, and empty eyesockets are filled with an unholy glow.
Thoughts rot away, as you have become the ZOMBIE
———
And at long last, the mansion rooms have all been claimed.
Inspired by polluted dead from MTG! http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/C.....verseid=276197
December Patreonsketch: Brighton
Theme: 2016 RECAP =Cursed Mansion=
Photoshop
2017
~Age
PATREON
If you are interested in my work, please consider supporting me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Ageaus
PATREON
Like the mansion itself, the property has seen better days. From afar you can see the old outer wall of the estate crumbling, over grown with weeds and collapsing into the field below. That’s how you got here after all, hopping that wall.
With the rest of the yards impassable due to debris or overgrown plants, you elect to follow the ragged path into the large southern region. Very quickly you find yourself in the estate’s old graveyard. The cemetery is full of graves of all size, toppled tomb stones and crumbling angels dot the landscape. Water had collected between some of the hills, turning to a swamp.
The dense fog doesn’t help either more than once, you’ve stumbled for lack of visibility. You worry about slipping and hurting yourself or worse falling into a – before you complete the thought, you hit the cold hard dirt of an open grave.
Trying not to panic, you try to hoist yourself up. It’s extremely difficult, as the grave’s sides are strong and smooth. You reach for anything to pull yourself out of it, slipping time and time again. Each time you try to claw out, you feel your strength fade. Weakening for the last time, you fall back, and the world goes dark.
You awaken. Something doesn’t feel right, but you know you’re awake. You look up, and the black sky, and the moon above you. You clutch your heart – but know it’s not beating, your hands are skeletal and cold. Something is wrong. You refuse to be dead. with inhuman strength; you claw your way up the side of grave, and back into the graveyard.
Escaping the grave, you turn back to a new headstone, that now bears a chilling inscription. As you recognize your name in the polished surface, you don’t recognize your face. Flesh falls from your face, and your bones are exposed. A strange green slime oozes from your mouth, and empty eyesockets are filled with an unholy glow.
Thoughts rot away, as you have become the ZOMBIE
———
And at long last, the mansion rooms have all been claimed.
Inspired by polluted dead from MTG! http://gatherer.wizards.com/Pages/C.....verseid=276197
December Patreonsketch: Brighton
Theme: 2016 RECAP =Cursed Mansion=
Photoshop
2017
~Age
PATREON
If you are interested in my work, please consider supporting me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Ageaus
PATREON
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Exotic (Other)
Size 1000 x 1000px
File Size 201.5 kB
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