It's as if a group of unknown monsters quietly devoured the everyday companions of these street pedestrians under the cover of night, leaving only a pool of blood on the street....
As he went deeper, the surroundings grew increasingly quiet. These cramped, disorderly shanties should have been prime breeding grounds for crime. In the past, gang members would love to gather in groups of three or five in these alleys, robbing or kidnapping random passersby or peddling drugs and guns.
This was once part of daily life for Santo Domingo's residents, but now it's vanished or moved into more secret places.
Because these actions are too dangerous, it's easy to attract the attention of those unspeakables.
When everyone knows a place is dangerous, those unspeakables will arrive quietly, spreading death and fear.
When observers revisit the scene later, all that's left are the grim traces left by the dying on the ground, informing others that 'they' were once here, and nothing else.
