Henry
*Tip toing away from the light, she had stumbled here out of worry and as a last resort. It was the darkest place she could see from the sky, and as she watched the sun creep ever closer, she looked for places to hide. It was also convenient because it made the most sense. The first place you would go to look for the undead would be a cemetery or a graveyard or a burial ground. Despite that, her time was running out and she had found a sarcophagus of sorts. This place must have been severay decades old if one of these were here.

It took a lot of strengths to push back the lid and crawl inside. Slowly but surely she nudged it shut just before daybreak had settled over the grounds if the deceased. It was quiet, so very quiet. Thankfully there wasn't a skeleton inside, but she didn't expect there to be one. Tombs like these were just for show, and the real bodies were often cremated and taken to close family mausoleums. The plan was to sleep here until nightfall, then head out once more. She was akin to whatever lurked here, so she wasn't at all perturbed by the idea of being surrounded by the dead.*
Nadine
*In this place she wouldn't find peace here the graveyard would have winds with unnatural aura and sound to them, luckily she came in time just before the sun was going to set however as she went to open a sarcophagus and the lid being pushed out then being pulled to close she wouldn't see the sun comes over instead it was the exact opposite darkeness befell the graveyard and a fog began to settle around the outskirts which would trap her if she tried to leave she would simply be brought back to her original position or walk out the fog back into the graveyard...

Sounds of clawing against the place she chose to sleep in could be heard nails against the stone it wasn't any sharp claws regular nails it would give the sound of the nails break and still it kept going as if they were using the bones of there fingers a gust of wind hit the sarcophagus before... Loud banging and screaming on the roof of it someone clawing and screaming for help to save them it was the sound of a young lady crying and banging clawing at the stone before the banging got quieter and less loud before fading off.*
Henry
*Annoying, annoying, annoying, annoying- the loudest graveyard ever... No wonder no one came to visit here. The more it carried on, the more irritable she became. She was going to get Ysildea, and come back here, and burn **Everything** To the ground EXCEPT this sarcophagus. She had been to a lot of ghostly inhabited residencys vaccant, abandoned or otherwise and none were so rude. 💢💢💢

With a huff of agitation, she'd wonder why none of these things were getting burned alive by the sunlight. What a crude enchantment this place had. She would burn it all, every last thing here. Then what would they haunt? What noise would they make then?? Closing her eyes abruptly, she covered her ears with her hands, and that seemed to do the trick. At least the sound became bearable enough to fall asleep to, like white noise. And whatever kept scratching on the outside she hoped they'd grind their fingers off. All of them, right down to nubs. She cursed whoever was screaming too, she hoped they'd blow out their dumb, inconsiderate voice vox.*
Nadine
*As she ignored them the sounds would only get worse and worse but she managed to tune it out as day turned to night with the hours passing the fog has lifted and night returned to normal around the graveyard as it fell dead silent there was no creatures lurking about it was seemingly only for the day outside that it would turn night in the graveyard*