“Why would we be safe in this temple?”
“Because the undead can’t enter there.”
Gilmichael closed his eyes and furrowed his brow. “Right, but what about the ones already here?”
I laughed, nervously. “What are you talking about? This place doesn’t have a graveyard.”
“No, you don’t get it.”
The building rumbled.
He looked up at me from his hands.
“Probably… just thunder. Been a lot of, uh, thunderstorms lately.”
“Everyone is brought back to life. Hell is being evacuated,” he said.
The bones of many, many dead stirred inside the templestones. I felt all heat disappear from my face.