They drove to the scene speeding down the city streets, swerving to avoid cars and pedestrians alike. They screeched to a halt and were barely parked, as Max threw open the door and quickly ducked under the police tape, glancing a nod at Hardy and then went straight to the body. Not a creature could be seen but the body was moving and pulsating. Max walked over to the body and ran his hand down the corpse's arm. 

It was as if a bomb exploded in Max's brain and he saw the vision. It was a hell spawn, crouched over the body, mouthing some words in the language of hell. They weren't audible to the naked ear, but as the vision flowed through Max, he was able to hear every last syllable articulated clearly. He didn't know what it all meant, but he gathered it was a reanimation ritual, to bring the body back from the dead. 

Max knew from previous findings that once the reanimation ritual was performed, the hellspawn would take over the body, using it fore purposes of whatever hellish deed needed doing.

He turned over and called out to the team that was there, as his hand was still on the corpse's arm. this allowed him to go back and see the rest of the vision anytime he wanted, which let him know how far along the reanimation ritual was. 

 "Get over here pronto, we got a demon fucker trying to bring this poor sap back from the dead. This needs to be stopped right now or else we've got hellspawn on our hands walking the city."

Max motioned for the team to come over and he took a step back, letting his crew come in a take a crack at helping stop the ritual before it got any worse.