Robbing the Dead

As soon as the guards ran with the fear for their lives, the rotten-bodied undead who were charging at them stopped in movements. And as if heeding a form of command, they returned towards their previous direction. 

With steady steps, the dozen of zombie-like undeads headed towards a quiet section of this huge cemetery that looked completely unattended. 

There was no light, no sound or anything but the undeads kept walking as if they were heading towards some sort of beacon. 

Step! Step! 

The dried leaves rustled after being stepped upon as these undeads gathered around a dark dome which was hard to notice under the blanket of this dark night. 

Just when they entered inside this dome, a completely different surrounding came to be.