[The coffin was not, in fact, locked - and the instant the heavy wood near the hinges begins to splinter in the vice-grip of Namur's teeth, curiously enough, the spiritual signature of a non-threatening, perfectly ordinary human will be as loud and clear to Namur as the lack of it was a second ago.
This is completely lost on Doctor Davies, a rather gangly man covered in khaki from his hat to his dirt-encrusted boots, not to mention a prominent five o'clock shadow - and, after coming face to face with that shark grin, an even more prominent look of wide-eyed terror.]
They've learnt to speak! My... my goodness, I... [As soon as he has enough space to sit up, he hurriedly starts to raise his (empty) hands, although he seems to be having a little difficulty raising them entirely in sync. His arms are clearly trembling, too.] I'm sorry! Forgive an old man's curiosity!
[He noticed Maria's presence earlier, but now it's flown right out of his head...]
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This is completely lost on Doctor Davies, a rather gangly man covered in khaki from his hat to his dirt-encrusted boots, not to mention a prominent five o'clock shadow - and, after coming face to face with that shark grin, an even more prominent look of wide-eyed terror.]
They've learnt to speak! My... my goodness, I... [As soon as he has enough space to sit up, he hurriedly starts to raise his (empty) hands, although he seems to be having a little difficulty raising them entirely in sync. His arms are clearly trembling, too.] I'm sorry! Forgive an old man's curiosity!
[He noticed Maria's presence earlier, but now it's flown right out of his head...]