You were trying to decide where you would go now that you were free when a clear liquid fell onto your left shoulder.
When you look up you see one of those cerberos watching you anxiously.
"Oh no!"
The last thing you see are those fangs descending on top of you.
---------------
What had been your body was now a bloody mass lying on a forgotten street.
Cold hands touch that forehead covered in blood and momentarily What was left of you regains consciousness. But it was like being in limbo, unable to move.
If you could still see, you would have seen a shadow on top of what was left of your body. Carrying a dark disc-shaped object. The shadow makes an incision in the thoracic cavity and introduces that disc, placing it on top of a crushed heart. The disc covers the heart as it makes stinging sounds.
Now you felt something stir in your chest, but what you thought was a heart was actually an unknown organ that had chewed up what was left of it and was now beginning to colonize the rest of the chest. Dark tentacles began to spread over the rest of the body.
The darkness began to sing in an unfamiliar tongue as it finished removing the useless skin with a serrated knife. As it progressed, I observed with interest how the parasite was modifying the flesh and bones of its host to make a body that would satisfy its needs. That organism was using its fine tentacles to connect each part of that body through muscles totally foreign to the ancient human physiology while getting rid of everything that did not serve it.
Satisfied with how his work was progressing, the shadow proceeded to remove the last piece of torn skin from the left arm, exposing those new muscles that began to form above the bone devouring the remains of human flesh. The bones of the fingers of the hands become sharp knives. Willing to hunt down other creatures. A similar transformation happens in the legs and feet.
After finishing with the skin, the shadow is now centered on the head. Where he uses a spoon-shaped object to remove what was left of the eyeballs and removes the chapped lips, exposing two rows of jagged teeth.
The parasite was currently moving towards the brain mass. The dark tentacles began to caress the gray matter and penetrate it until they reached the centers responsible for movement. In a matter of seconds, the identity of that human was eliminated, leaving siege to the predatory mentality of that new tenant that inhabited your body.
A new ghoul had been born.
When the desecrated corpse began to move again, it was not by the will of its former owner, but by the new parasitic consciousness. With some difficulty, the body stretched out, began to rise and stood in front of the one who had done that to him. Obeying the dark will that had created him in the first place.
The skin had completely disappeared exposing the muscles modified for use by the parasite. The head had become a sinister skull where a third blue eye dominated the forehead. Feet and hands had become deadly weapons for this new predator. A hole appeared in the forehead of that nightmare skull, where a new eye of a brilliant blue, watched its master. In the center of the chest rested an organ resembling a human heart covered by a pulsing dark mass.
The shadow watched its new ghoul for a moment as it finished adjusting to its new organism. After giving his new servant his approval, he waved him away and turned around in search of new corpses to prepare for transformation into ghouls.
The new ghoul did not possess any higher thought that had characterized its host, and each of its thoughts were directed solely to the search of new victims for its master. A task he was delighted to accomplish.