Good... morning? Or, er... it would've been a /good/ morning, but...something feels off when you step out of your room, and upon coming to the main room of the saloon- you'll find what's wrong.

Near the window sill you'll find Cagney's body, laying on the floor. His arms and one of his legs have been torn from his body, with vines limply hanging from the tears. Upon looking closer at his body, you'll find that...

Just about every part of him has been ripped apart. Whoever did this clearly showed no mercy, huh? It's almost hard to look at, with how much blood is seeping from his body. Though, his eyes remain wide open with clear fear shown in them.

What in the world happened here?