Guy just nodded as he listened to her. This was just to cause them pain, that was all. He couldn't let himself be consumed by it.

"We have to try to get out. Climb," he said, reaching out a hand to her. Maybe if they helped each other, even though the sides of the pit were steep, they might make it to the top. "Maybe we can help each other to the top."

He was prepared to just stubbornly push his way through this, but a gurgling sound from the center of the tar pit made him freeze in place.

It was the sound a throat might make if it was being cleared of something very sticky.

Then came the sound of a raspy voice speaking and name bubbling, "Guuuy..."

Guy turned, slow and horrified, to look again at the center of the tar pit. The bodies slowly raised themselves upright, turning in his and Eponine's direction. Then they started to crawl, dragging themselves through the tar with a strength that was beyond human, doing what no living person could do. Their bodies twisted and contorted grotesquely as they made their slow crawl towards them.

"Why did you leave alone to die?" rasped the corpse of his mother. "We never should have let you leave."

Guy let out a pitiful, terrified cry that was just an adult version of the one the two of them heard earlier.