He tried to open his mouth to scream but all his muscles had locked.

She was bolt upright, staring straight ahead, her muscles locked into place.

But her muscles had locked against the pain.

His muscles had locked, refused to let him.

Her own muscles locked in mute response as she looked towards his down bent head.

For a moment Collier was powerless, every muscle locked.

Her muscles locked for a moment, leaving her frozen like a small animal in a spotlight.

Every muscle in his body locked rigid with the agony of the thing against his side.

His muscles locked in a final spasm, and he was dead.

His muscles locked and for a long moment, he could not draw breath.