Her hand gripped the moist bones of the sodden skeletal child that continued to lead her deeper into the corn fields. She trusted that it was leading her to safety - there was no other option at this point. Not with the townsfolk all rotting meat and garbled cries for either help that she couldn't provide or a death she was too cowardly to give.
It felt like they'd been pushing through mouldy corn stalks for days but the ache in her legs said an hour or so at most. Every now and then the child would pull at her hand, encourage her to crouch down as something much larger than a human snarled its way through the same fields. She wondered if it was hunting them.
For the most part they just walked hand-in-hand in a way that only served to remind her of her own child who was still lost somewhere out here. Somewhere the skeletal child indicated that it knew though she didn't dare to ask why, especially in the face of every other horrifying creature in the area. The child was the least threatening thing around and, so far, the only helpful one.
In the back of her mind she found its clothing familiar... its bone structure familiar... its mannerisms familiar all in a way that made her heart ache and her mind switch to literally anything else. Anything to keep her from realising what would break her. Even if his - no, it's rotten cheeks tried to pull into the cheeky smile of the child she was looking for she couldn't focus on that. Not until they were safe.
She tightened her grip on the dead child's hand as they crouched down yet again for the unseen behemoth.
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