“Molasses, waist deep, covered the street and swirled and bubbled about the wreckage. Here and there struggled a form β whether it was animal or human being was impossible to tell. Only an upheaval, a thrashing about in the sticky mass, showed where any life was… Horses died like so many flies on sticky fly-paper. The more they struggled, the deeper in the mess they were ensnared. Human beings β men and women β suffered likewise.”
It is forbidden to kill. Therefore, all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers, and to the sound of trumpets.