Papyrus Skeleton Novels & Stories

They stepped inside, holding up their torchlights, only to be met with a room filled with garbage. The stench was unbearable, thick and suffocating. Amidst the filth lay a worn-out, grimy mat—it had been my bed. The only possession I had was a tattered doll I'd brought from home. The doll stood out in the squalor. Its age was apparent; the fabric was faded and patched in several places. Yet, it was clear the doll had once been cherished, lovingly repaired by its owner.

This black skeleton’s defense was not as great as the skeleton king, so its arm was broken apart right away. Soon, Alex could see the owner of the black arm: it was a black skeleton. Behind this black skeleton were countless skeletons! “My goodness!” Alex was dumbfounded by the sight outside. Under the moonlight, it was a big area of black skeletons. They emerged from the water at the large lake row by row, just like the leaking petroleum. How many of them were here? The room was not big. When Luna and Jasmine heard Alex’s exclamation and the fighting sound earlier, they hurriedly looked over there.

Lisa's eyes flash coldly, "Insolence! Who do you think you are?!" Dong!!! She then strummed her zither hard! An apparition of a skeleton leaped out of the sound wave straight at Piotr, its giant scimitar already reaching him! Piotr's face paled even as he promptly countered! Pow! As the skeleton was an apparition in the first place, it immediately vaporized from Piotr's punch. But to everyone's shock, the skeleton's scimitar sliced off Piotr's arm anyway!

Murphy gasped at the sight of what was inside the coffin and backed off. Exactly the skeletal remains of a human as she read on the manuscript, covered over by some cloth below the waist,whole of the flesh had sloughed off over time, the orbits were empty of any eyes that used to be there. But there was something unordinary about the skeleton, it didn’t have any muscles or skin on her face to have any expressions made upon it, but still, it clearly looked like a frightened away remains!

And yet there were many other instruments whose purpose Viktor could hardly begin to imagine. These included a human-shaped clay mannequin that had steel pins driven into it, a severed human hand mounted on a wooden base that had lit bait wicks on the fingertips, and something that looked like the skeleton of a baby. placed on a wire frame so that it resembled a macabre puppet. The addition of a bone tail and horns to the skeleton made it look even more haunting.

Surprisingly they hadn't decomposed. My eyes widened ever so lightly. I walked over to him, my stare fixated on the skeletons. There were three of them. "This one is of a little girl," Jason pointed to the small skeleton compared to the size, " Her ribs were broken." He examined it, his fingers lightly pointing at the crack on the lower bones of the rib. I crouched down opposite to him, the three skeletons laying between us, and then my eyes fell on the gold locket on the skeleton's neck area. The same locket I had seen in the picture on the girl named Orabelle.