At 3:00 AM, while on duty at the police station, I received a report. The caller claimed to have found a body on the hill behind Mati Village. When the police arrived at the scene, a pungent, nauseating stench assaulted their nostrils. I quickly pulled up my collar and headed towards the scene, my heart pounding. Under the lamplight, a mangled male corpse came into view. The deceased lay supine, his face disfigured, a bloody mess, not a single patch of skin intact, making it impossible to discern his original features. Blood and bits of flesh were scattered around, a gruesome sight. I turned to look at the body of the man who had been with me...
