Body count.

Eli strayed behind the three strangers leading him down the empty streets that was stained with splotches of dark crimson. A grim reminder to the Shane that he couldn't protect everyone in Quietlawn.

He was forced to be the face of authority while the three crime scene cleaners dealt, counted and took all of the unfortunate souls away to the lab. 'How many?..' Eli asked hesitantly.

He tasked Kord to help find survivors, and if needed help them with long term help. While Pronto was task with looking for Trixie, who got separated from the group once the Grenuker slugs, that would always sleep on the roof of the cavern bombed the cavern.

'We found sixty-two now from what i'm aware' one said as he placed a small body into the back of a cart, which was attached to the back of a bull. Eli could feel his stomach contorting itself as the urge to vomit became overwhelming.

The streets were like one of a ghost town, the only movement noticeable now were the blankets covering the bodies, gently dancing in the cold breeze. Some blowing up to expose the carnage that Blakk caused.

One body looked familiar... Too familiar. Eli knew due to his authority he was allowed to see some of the bodies, if he either knew who it was.

He knelt down on one knee, tilting his head to the side in slight curiousity as he slowly lifted the blanket. His heart then suddenly dropped into his stomach as tears started to form.

He could see what used to be beautiful emerald eyes that shone with so much light. Now stained like tinted glass and a sorrowful stare permanently painted on the girl's face.

Her hair that was kept silky smooth and in tight buns, with a velvet soft touch that matched the cherry red glow. Now covered in dirt and deep crimson stains, her buns were mattered from whatever struggles she went though before... This.

Eli couldn't help but picture what torture she went though before she was brutally finished off by some sick individuals.

Tears streamed down the Shane's face, some droplets landing on the corpse staring up at him. This didn't make it better knowing that she still had tears of her own, forever staining her pale figure.

Eli stared down at her, placing his hand on her cheek, which was cold as stone.

"I found you, Trixie."