Cats

There were three mutilated cats, damaged in horrendous ways, gathered on the wide and cracked railing of an old concrete bridge on the edge of a small town. One of the cat's eyes were gouged out, hanging an inch or more from their sockets on fine, bloody strands of muscle. Another looked as if its mouth had been yanked out by a powerful hand. There was nothing but a bloody, jagged hole below its nose. The third lay on its side, with both front legs gone, seemingly pulled off by sudden, tremendous force from its front shoulders, and blood poured from the sheered sockets.
Rock was horrified.