Is this a victim of an attack by a vampire, ghouls or other beings that live during the bewitching hours? Perhaps it had its face torn apart when thinking it was safe to take a walk through the cemetery leaving him/her faceless by a famished ghoul? Or is it the ghoul that has just feasted on its victim who has just licked his lips, and wiped his chin’s blood off to the side of his face, thinking, “that was delightfully bloody?” Or maybe, just maybe it is someone you know. Someone close to you, like your alter ego perhaps?
It is abstract so you must decide for yourself