The entry below comes from Blood Dreams. Christine just woke up to find herself buried alive, the coffin mostly filled with water. She quickly discovers she’s not alone in there.
Water lapped at her temples, almost covering her face, but not quite. The water didn’t fill the box but came high enough to make it a worse hell than the one Jordan buried her in two centuries ago. She vowed not to scream. Marcelo would find her, and until then there was no need to panic.
Her vow lasted exactly three seconds, right up to the moment something cold and scaly slithered across her belly.
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