We found these bones. Pieces of them. Smashed fragments
like someone's gone crazy with a hammer. You could tell they
were deer, hooves, a few teeth, patches of fur. There wasn't much
left. No meat. Licked clean. Same with the leaves. Just enough
residue to tell they'd been splashed with blood.
Kanskje en ukjent forfatter for de fleste, men mange har nok hørt om filmen World War Z.
