The only reason Hythlodaeus does not scream is because he's paralyzed by... it's hard to even call it fear. He has no idea what to call this feeling of the world utterly slipping away from him, everything he ever held dear or knew to be true turning into rot and decay. This is... this is so wrong. It can't be Hades, it can't--except he knows that it is. Somehow, he knows.

The bystander still tries to drag him away, but Hythlodaeus is frozen in place, eyes locked to the terrible scene. This time, the word that tumbles from his lips is quiet.

"Why?.."