The masked figure writhed desperately; its arms threshed; it began to go limp.

No more than fifteen paces away, on the far side of the altar, the figure of a man slowly writhed.

Suddenly the bed was whole and four figures writhed on it at flickering speed.

A human figure writhed in the whale's grasp, screaming.

That figure kicked and writhed on the ground.

That weird figure writhed, uttered a cry which held no note of human in it.

Hands clawed the carpet; the sprawling figure writhed, then lay still.

A chair fell over, and a plump green figure writhed on the rug.

The figure above me wiggled and writhed, swinging from the ropes that held him trussed up there.

The suited figure was still writhing, but she couldn't see who or what was inside.