Carnage.

That's the only word David could describe what was in front of him. There were corpses lying on the ground left and right. Their innards lay scattered on the houses, of the paved road and the ground. Their blood had made a small pond in the middle of the Hamlet. David felt faint when he saw this scene never in his life had he seen something so horrific. He walked into the Hamlet trying to ignore the corpses of men, women and children alike as he searched for any signs of survivors.

Eventually, he reached the townhall. If there were any survivors, this was the only place they could be. He walked upto the main door and tried the knob. It was unlocked..... not a good sign, all things considered. He left the door slightly ajar as he peeked inside. There were signs of battle. Bullet holes and blood splatters filled the massive...