The figure hung his head, exactly as a shy youth would do in life.

A figure hung halfway between the hatch and the river.

Each figure hangs by a rope attached to the ceiling.

He blew a smoke ring at the figure hanging from the ceiling.

For a moment the two figures hung there, eye to eye.

The two figures hung in place, still held immobile by her blast of current.

Eventually, they settled on the design of the robotic figure hanging upside down.

Boyce was right, two figures hung back in a patch of darkness as though they were afraid to show themselves.

A figure hung from the far wall, suspended by a complicated-looking series of shackles.

A dark and spectral figure rose from its center and hung suspended in the air.