The Mourning Bog: A Short Story

In middle of a swamp forest called "The Mourning Bog”. A tall figure covered in rags walked through pulling a thick chain attached to something which looked like a coffin and was 15 feet long, 6 feet wide and 7 feet above swamp water with rest of it submersed in the murky water. He stopped for a moment and looked around as barely any sunlight came through emitting some areas while the rest of the area was pitch black at some places. He could see everything using his robotic eyes which make him awkwardly smile inside because it is at times like this he feels grateful for losing his organs and having them replaced!

"Don't stop now Captain!"Celine said projecting herself in front of him wearing some sort of tracking clothes in his view "If we keep going at this rate we should reach our destination in about 5 hours!"Celine said as Razael looked around seeing several heat signatures counting up to 43...they are generally

“It seems so looking at the corpse…what’s left of that one…I will need to examine a body not drowned in this murky water! ” Celine said to which Razael let go of the chain and dashed towards the charging Beast covered in blood at inhuman speed with his fist raised and punched so his fist and the beast horn made contact.

The expression of the beast changed from rage to disbelief as Razael fist crushed through its horn. It turned to fear once it kept heading towards its face and finally to despair as the last thing he saw was a grin on Razael face.

His fist went through his head as bits of flesh and blood popped out everywhere. Razael held onto one of the thorn like bones from the creature’s body as it body began to fall and threw it onto vines and braches above at distance. The dead body fell through the vines and braches like a ragdoll then finally got tangled in the vines hanging above as blood poured through from where its head used to