I opened my eyes. The lid of the stone sarcophagus that I was trapped in for years was suspended above my head. I was finally free, but there could only be one reason why. Hell was back. I clenched my fists in rage and when I did, I noticed the predicament I was in. I was stark naked and my hands and feet were shackled to the sides of the sarcophagus. I sat up as best I could, leaning on my elbow and looked over myself in the dim light. My boobs were full and round. I felt my long brunette hair reach the middle of my back. I hadn't had a chance to shave, what with the imprisonment and all, but my crotch didn't look too terrible.
I heard a groan right then and my eyes snapped up. It was too dim to make out my surroundings but with my eyes adjusted, I could vaguely see silhouettes moving about. I heard shambling footsteps and more groans come from them then. I strained against the chains. I felt them give way just a little.
Something clicked to the side. The room brightened.
The Possessed that surrounded my tomb all turned towards me. I remained perfectly still, just my eyes moved to examine them. They were gaunt and wore open lab coats. Hollow eyes and slack jaws stared at me. These were real people, or what was left of them. When a demon invasion happened, the demonic presence took over the minds of everyone in the vicinity. I felt it pulling at my own, though I was strong enough to withstand it.