There was quite a crowd gathered at the entrance of the bathroom, looking in and pointing and commenting on various things. Some were horrified, some were indifferent, and there were even a few who chuckled and commented on the posture of the corpse, suggesting where the hands or feet should have been placed. However, most people didn't go inside; they just squeezed around the entrance trying to catch a glimpse.
The police hadn't arrived yet, and there was no sign of the school leaders either; perhaps they were on their way.
I struggled through the crowd and peered toward the severed location in the bathroom. A person lay within the cut-off area, his arms and legs carelessly thrown aside. Judging by the wounds, it seemed like they had been sawn off with a rusty saw. The skin from his upper body had been peeled away, revealing only fat and tissue, bloody and raw.
