The train stood deathly still, the land mine had completed its task. The first carriage lay in a smoldering wreck at the side of the tracks and the next two both lay on their side on the grass verge next to the track. Flames grasped towards the sky and black smoke billowed into the atmosphere, a perfect signal sign for those looking.
The fire from the initial carriages had swept through the next four carriages and was now eating its way into the next. The flames had subsided in the central carriage, the door was covered in ash and half melted. An explosion within had blown the door slightly open and it gave the recon team a way into the wreckage.
With face masks on they stepped inside, not prepared for the sights within. It wasn’t the blackened wreckage that caused the amazement. Test tubes and jars shattered by the heat left only their contents on the shelves, human experimentation at its most twisted. Chained to a wall were the remnants of a man, tubes and contraptions were tied and twisted to his flesh.