Blackfeather Woods the radio station disappears, music turned into thin air

@Relmyna vague bc of everything that has happened, but set a day after this thread: click

he carried the boy still, his stiffened frame leaving long rakes in the rags of snow. the day had been cold. the boy's body had frozen whether by temperature or rigor mortis it did not matter; iliksis carried him by his rigid neck like a trophy. the contents of burr's belly had long since been lost to the trail and no blood slaked from exposed contents of his emptied ribcage. the wound had iced over and thin flesh had been pulled back by each dragging step until burr's belly was but a hole with ribbons of bloodied fur and frozen snow hanging by threads that left peculiar marks in their passing. 

since the moment the boy had been eviscerated iliksis knew his purpose and he carried him like a wretched supplicant to relmyna. with care he placed the clattering body at the threshold where he had first encountered the pale witch. around them the forest seemed empty save for the roll of fog and the cold sigh of the wind. he threw back his head in a howl while the desecrated corpse of his victim stared blindly up at the sky with eyes that witnessed nothing save for the void.