Bodies lay scattered everywhere, blood pooling like rivers.

Underground, the warmth kept the blood from freezing the way it would on the surface. Even decapitated corpses continued to leak fresh blood into the hive-like tunnels, seeping out in slow, steady streams.

Every victim had died the same way—their necks twisted backward until they snapped.

Some bodies were already drained of blood, while others still bled freely, suggesting the massacre had either just ended... or was still going on.