"Where is he, where is the body" said a village man running threw the desert. He turns around and sees a flock vultures surrounding what seemed to be a deformed animal. Walking quietly he gets closer seeing that it wasn't an animal but the person he was looking for, his brother. The body had been cut up and abused but not from the vultures the cuts were from a hunters knife and looked as if to be brutally beaten with a mallet. What ever was left unbeaten or cut had been ate by the vultures. Though the village man had seen bodies before since this had been his brother it caused him to faint and collapse scaring the vultures away. Days later the village mans body was found with the same scars and abuse as his brother surrounded by vultures as they eat him flesh and all. The next day both bodies were just bones buried under the sand of the desert. This had been no extraordinary event for the village people for this is how they burry the dead or soon to be.
