The lamia stood outside the infamous 'Gateway to Hell', not daring to enter out of fear of being trapped inside. From amidst the darkness, she could see a large figure moving forward, drawing its body and releasing grunts as it came.
Her body tensed when she smelled the horrid scent of rotting flesh inching closer and closer. A ghoul was approaching; she could see it...disgusting and hideous.
It was dressed in a brown leather jacket, black pants, and large black biker boots. Its face, however, was void of basic human features; only small mouths littered with sharp teeth crowded its entire head.
The lamia heard the sound of heels and she averted her gaze from the large, burly ghoul. There was another coming from the other direction; its hair was white and thin but lengthy and a silver tiara sat atop its head. Its skinny body was clad in a tight, sleeveless red dress, and its feet were in a pair of shiny silver heels.
