After fifteen minutes, we were done with the building of the wall of corpses. It looked pretty beautiful. I thought we stared for a little too long to be considered sane. We admitted to the same.
It was the same view in all of the other floors as well. It was sort of creepy to walk around them as he transported the stolen shipments out of the building. To our relief, we were not alone. More people had come in to do the hard labor and carry the heavy boxes out. They were impressed by the mounds of dead people as well. For two people to have killed as many were astounding to them. Once we heard the count, I was a bit awed myself.
Fifty-nine men. How had we managed that?
