"You should pay more attention to your surroundings," Snake advised mildly, before his attention was pulled to the object standing at the center of the tableau like a twisted passion play.

The analogy proved more apt than he had intended.

A dismembered corpse, strung up like a diorama of a psychopath's dream.

The pathologist from Moscow lifted its face with businesslike delicacy to examine the neck, dictating notes to an Ocelot.

If the eyes had been open, they would have been looking right at it.

"That's one of the Shagohod's mechanics," Snake said.