"Us? Maybe. Them-" she jerked her head over her shoulder, back the way they'd come- "Probably."
It was too dark to see clearly, but her death sense told her what was happening; it was like the vision of a snake, she could sense the moving bodies as easily as though they were picked out in softly glowing light in the darkness behind them.
Some dozen desiccated corpses, lurching and shambling as they attempted to block whatever was making that gods-awful screeching noise. It would buy them time, but she didn't know how long she could hold the reanimation. Where before sprinting through the sand had seemed easy, now she was flagging, panting and her steps weaving slightly as she tried to keep up with Ruby.