He pulled the bushes back and peered in, immediately recoiling in disgust.
“Jesus!” he cried out, stepping backward, his hand over his face.
Todd went and looked, finding two men. One was eating the other. When he looked at the victim, huge chunks of flesh and muscle had been torn out. Bones visible on his arms and legs. The other looked up at Todd, blood streaming from its mouth.
“Holy s**t! Mitch! Shoot it!”
But he didn"t think Mitch heard. He was too busy crouching by the car, dry heaving.
Pretty squeamish for a doctor, Todd thought. He ran over to his brother to try to get his attention. “Mitch! The gun! Shoot it!”
Pretty squeamish for a doctorMitch, regaining his composure, shook his head. “I can"t. If I do, the s**t"ll come pouring out of its head, just like the other guy. I do
