India, Nov. 12 -- Outside the gates of Lok Nayak Jai Prakash Narayan (LNJP) Hospital on Tuesday morning, the crowd was heavy but hushed. Faces were blank, eyes swollen, voices faint. Some waited for a word, others for a body. Inside, the smell of antiseptic mixed with smoke and burnt metal still hung in the air.

A day after the Red Fort blast, Delhi woke to grief. For many, hope ended in a mortuary, with only a torn shirt, a tattoo, or a shoe left to identify those they loved.

The blast, which tore through a slow-moving car near Gate number 1 of the Red Fort Metro Station on Monday evening, killed at least twelve and injured several others. The explosion left vehicles mangled, glass shattered, and lives broken.

By night, the dead began...