"Maybe the people who put up the boulders ate their fill of the fruit, too," I commented as all four of us scrambled over the remaining boulders. The boulders had been stacked three-high, and we had rolled the first two layers away, leaving only the bottom five that had been stacked in a row. After we had clambered over the last row, Elsa jerked back in surprise, freezing where she had landed.
"What the f**k! I nearly stepped on this guy here," she shouted, clearly upset by the surprise. The rest of us were nearly equally upset. We had cleared the field of corpses a while back and had been lulled into a sense of complacency. None of us had expected another dead body, and none of us had expected it to be right behind the wall of boulders.
"Do you… do you think this guy belongs to the rest
