[b][i]The sight before you invokes a moment of involuntary, primal panic... Shredded corpses and mutilated flesh is draped over every street light, allowing only the dimmest, darkest red corpse light to diffuse through, and throwing unnatural shadows that whisper to you, promising you the most terrifying death imaginable. Buzzing flies and masses of writhing maggots feed on the remnants of unrecognizable human flesh, littering the street as far as your eyes can see in this darkness. Sigils of glowing chaos runes are inscribed on the few walls left standing, turning your stomach as you involuntarily eyeball their Unhøly geometry. Two Leman Russ battle tanks are burning several meters away in a street, illuminating dozens of corpses strung up to busted light posts by their entrails... Some still twitching as parasitic worms feast on their eyeballs. A piercing scream comes from right around the corner. [/i][/b]