Captives of the Dead 1

Jay held a man captive.

Feeling the blade to his throat, the man stopped moving, but Jay didn’t trust him to stay quiet.

Jay ripped some of the tattered cloth from Lamp’s ragged clothes and fastened them about the man’s head with a wad in his mouth.

With Lamps hand free, it would be free to hunt more humans.

Next, he ripped some of the man’s own clothes and made them into bindings for his hands.

Jay wanted some information, and didn’t expect the man to answer him, but he decided to try anyway.

“Now, how many of you are out here? Hold out your fingers to tell me.”

The man exhaled angrily again in protest.

“Thought so.” Jay whispered, rolling the captive on his face and made the skeletons place him back down.

“Blue, take the other skeletons and find more of these sentries. Bring them back here without alerting anyone. Lamp will find them.” Jay thought-commanded.