We noticed their haunting, graceful forms almost immediately as we ascended into the city. Some twenty-stories tall and others no more than four meters in height.
After a grueling hours-long hike, we made camp at the feet of one such ‘statue’. To keep from freezing, we deployed a portable heating unit and huddled around it until we managed to fall asleep.
I was jolted awake by a shrill flute-like noise. The ‘statue’ was gone and so were half my crew. As I fumbled for my gear I saw it, gaunt and gray, it’s bone-crusted head staring in my direction. This couldn't be one of the noble beings that constructed this city, could it? It appeared stunted and corrupt, a frightening and twisted version of this species.
With the fate of my crew uncertain, I did the only thing I could do. I ran.