Slowly she raised her hand, and I felt my limbs begin to jerk in response to that terrible magnetism.

She let her limbs begin to move again, lifting the man and pulling his shirt over his head.

Her limbs began to feel heavy; it was an effort to walk.

Even as he held it up for all of them to see, his limbs began to jerk and stiffen.

His limbs began to disintegrate into a bubbling mass of fat, water and blood.

Then the limbs began to feel all too keenly as blood rushed back into them.

My limbs began to ache, and yet I dared not stir a muscle.

Slowly and almost imperceptibly at first, its limbs began to be drawn down into the garbage.

By morning, a new limb will have begun to grow.

He was bearing her down, and her limbs began to give way beneath him.