This reminded me of a surreal thing I saw -  a naked, freshly killed young homosexual male, young 20's, with a cord around his neck and a lot of overkill-type stab wounds all over the head neck and torso. 
This was in the middle of an empty residential street, on a quiet, moonlit summer night around 3 am.
There was a large pool of blood around the body - he obviously died right there in the street. 
But it was one of those freaky things ... there were 4 or 5 neighborhood cats around the pool of blood, licking it up, making these raspy, lapping noises. 
 I kicked them away but they came right back again as if that blood tasted so good it was worth the risk of getting kicked.  I thought, wow, this should be in a freaking movie or something. 
I covered it all up with yellow blankets and waited for help to arrive, keeping an eye out for whoever done this. 
 I don't think the people in that neighborhood would have been too happy if they knew what their cats had for thier early bird breakfast.  
