Misty starts walking toward the sound of anguish.
Shelia takes out her phone torchlight and lights up the way.
Well. While still hiding behind Ritikka.
Kaden’s car pulls in outside of the cemetery.
“Hmm… better stake out the situatiion.”
He draws out a pair of binoculars and an advanced directional microphone, and listens in to what’s going on in the graveyard
The cry turns into a low, continuous moan.
It is soft enough to not be heard outside the crypt, yet it sounds ominous as it echoes off the stone walls and floors.
“Cool… I might be able to enjoy this if it wasn’t at night…”
Shelia mutters to herself.
The crypt goes deeper underground. They pass several rooms and corridor, but the moan comes from further.
Soon, they arrive at what might be the deepest part of the crypt. The stone corridor turns left in front of them.
The moan is already reduced to soft whimper.
As they get closer,
“Who’s there?”
A youthful voice asks sharply. Looks like they are noticed?
The whimper still continues.