In his thirty years of policing, Inspector Vaidyanth Kamble had never witnessed anything as horrendous as this.

A mere foot from where he stood lay the corpse, or rather, whatever remained of it.

Careful so as not to disturb any footprints that may have been left behind, the Station House Officer of Kolhapur gingerly made his way around the stony square pit that lay surrounded by thick rocky undergrowth.

There, a few inches closer and, as his eyes grew accustomed to the eerie darkness that had enveloped this desolate forested strip, he saw the first clear and visible signs of the macabre blood bath that had been played out.

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