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walls and exploding again. A couple of the team where unlucky enough to be caught by some of these missiles, they screamed in pain as they were hit.
    One of the men who had been levering open the slab caught one massive piece in the chest, it lifted him bodily from the floor, slamming him into the wall right next to Amy. The stone flattened his torso, crushing his rib cage killing him instantly. Amy twisted from the impact covering her face with her arm to protect it from the flying stone, but a small pebble sized stone struck her on the head dazing her momentarily.
    Pain shot through her skull and stars filled her vision, she held onto the wall with one hand to steady herself while she blinked the dust from her eyes. For a few moments there were colourful lights in her field of vision while her head swam from the impact trying to get a grip on reality, and then she realised she could feel a warm wetness moving down her forehead. Putting her fingers to it, she looked at them and saw deep crimson blood on her fingers, she was bleeding, but not too much she hoped.
    The sharp stabbing pain intensified for a moment and she held her head in her hands. She became vaguely aware of movement and the sounds all around her, but it all seemed very far away right at that moment, as if it were on a TV in another room.
    The pain lessened, so she opened her eyes again and noticed the splattering of bloody chunks of flesh over her left arm and leg. Looking left she saw the mangled remains of the scientist crushed by the stone. His mouth hung open in surprise as blood dripped from it and one of his eyes dangling from its socket, popped out by the sheer force of the rock that crushed him. As her senses fully returned to her, she realised that the events that she hoped had been on a TV elsewhere, where in fact very, very real and all around her.
    She lifted her head and took in the scene before her. The dust from the exploded stone slab had started to settle in the room and dark shapes began to coalesce from the sandy coloured haze. She saw another of the team who had been hit by a stone; he laid before Amy on his back, his head no more now then ragged bits of viscera and skull. Other forms in the dust began to take shape; team members who were alive and nursing minor wounds stood or crouched, looking in shock and horror at the scene around them. Somewhere, one of the women of the team could be heard weeping. A couple of others were beginning to make more hysterical sounds as the thing in the tomb became clear for all to see.
    What had been just a huge black shape in the dust now stood revealed, it might once have been a man, but it had been horrifically twisted by some form of magic eons ago. It must have been easily over twice the height of any man, even though it had to stoop because of the twelve foot high ceiling of this room.
    Its body seemed to be pure muscle, huge rippling strength made manifest in a body made for killing. It seemed as wide as it was tall, its great arms hanging by its sides, thick veins running just under the black skin. Its legs were similar to a dog or wolfs, and it had evil looking black claws upon its hands and feet. One of its huge feet gripped the top edge of the tomb, ready to step out of it. The things body had patchy and course thick matted black hair all over it, and the head of this creature looked for all the world like a monstrous bat, its large nose flat upon its face while two huge hairy ears sprouted from its head. Its wide mouth had two huge tusks thrusting upward from its maw as it slavered madly. On its forehead sprouted a thick horn a good two or three foot long. A twisted mockery of a Unicorn’s it looked cancerous and deadly, etched with battle scars. Either side of this, its beady black eyes where flicking from person to person in the room in what looked like hunger and delight. Amy assumed that this must be Horlack. The thing suddenly moved so fast it appeared as little more than a blur, Amy