They were hearts.
I screamed in terror. I looked past the trees, trying to adjust my vision to the darkness. And what I found were arms, legs, and heads scattered across the ground. Their limbs torn apart throughout the forest.
The man above me—the one still holding my feet—stared wide-eyed as he watched the m******e of his friends across the clearing.
"What the hell is thi—"
He tried to speak, but he was cut off when claws pierced his neck with brutal force and pulled upward, ripping skin, muscles, and tendons.
The grotesque sound of bones separating from flesh echoed through the night, followed by a sickening crack when the man’s head was torn from his body along with his cervical spine.
All I could do was watch in complete horror as his spine snapped and separated from his body.
