GORE ON THE COBBLESTONES

The filthy air hung heavy over the cobblestone streets, pregnant with the smell of fear. A crimson tide marred the stones, a macabre tapestry woven by the darkness itself. Footprints, blood-soaked, led away from the scene, hissing tales of violence and destruction. The moon, a pale sliver in the sky, illuminated long, wavering shadows, adding to th