a dead b-b-b-ody!
You and Dave clasp your hands over Barbara's mouth. She exhales wildly
through her nose, her eyes tearing up and flashing around madly.
She won't last long in here, but the old man fast approaches. You hear
basement level doors opening and slamming.
Dave hadn't noticed he'd plucked a tibia from the folds of ragged
flesh of the leg of a dead woman! You and Dave gasp, but Barbara is
inhaling to scream.
