I continued up the alley way, blasting a door open as I looked for better cover. Anti-apparition wards have to be in place by now, and I don't trust making a portkey at this point. I couldn't recognize where I was as I took in the blood-soaked massacre before me. I cast a terse Hominem Revelio and realized that there was still a survivor buried under the dead bodies in what once was a tea room. A few flicks of my wand and the bodies were removed from the pile and the scared man was huddled, cringing in fear. He hid under the dead on purpose.