“Is that what I think it is?” Roman asks. He looks petrified. His skin is pale and sweat is starting to bead on his brow.
“I would say so. I don’t think people are just dumping mannequins around here Roman.”
“Lidia, how are you so calm about this? We just found a body in the woods! Oh no, I think I’m going to puke,” Roman exclaimed. He runs a few feet’s before he starts puking his guts up.
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