Seeing herself on the slab sent a chill running thru Mary's body and the door slamming behind her sent a chill thru her soul. She was turning to run back to the door when she nearly fell down as something grabs her ankles.A single look down and a shrill scream shatters the air of the room. Forcing her panic down, Mary drew her short sword and began to slash at the hands. Trying to yank her feet from the grasping hands.