The two dectectives stood dumbfounded has they gazed up into the tree. One was the top forensic anthropologist in Los Angeles, the other a FBI agent. Scrunching her nose, the anthropologist stepped directly under the carcass in the tree, trying to get a better look to understand what she was seeing. The smell was five times worst then any human body that was in the middle of decomposition.

“Do you think it’s…Real?” The FBI agent asked, walking up next to her. There was a squelch and intesines fell down to the ground, causing the two to both take a few steps back from the tree.

“Well, whatever the hell this thing is…It’s real…” The anthropologist replied, her nose still scrunched as she carefully picked up part of the bug-filled intestines with a gloved hand. Dropping it, she took another look up into the tree.

“What should I tell Ned?”

The muzzle of the dead carcass fell open, spraying down more bugs, a single eyeball coming too.

“I think this is something you don’t tell Ned about….”