Andrew sighed. "Whatever. Let's just get his.. parts and move them out of here." He said, picking up one of the bags and placing it near the head in the van.
John helped with the grisly task, until most of the corpse's scattered limbs had been retrieved.
"Now, let's get outta here. I want to find out just what killed this man." Andrew sighed. He placed the last body part, a foot, in the back of the van.
John climbe in the driver's seat, and beckoned for the others to get in.
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"You see my point?" Said the Raven.
"No, I'm afraid I don't, Edgar." The figure replied.
The raven's feathers ruffled, and its eyes narrowed. "You know I hate it when you call me that." He snapped.
"Why? It is your name." Said the figure, in an amused tone.
Edgar the Raven groaned. "Yeah, well, pretty soon it's all 'Nevermore, nevermore' and honestly, I hate that stereotype with a passion."
"Go on." Said the figure, a quick flash of a chuckle in his voice.
"With what?"
"Your point."
"My point... oh, yes. Well, the mortals are idiots. That women blundered several times." Said Edgar, with a tone of superiorty.
"Ah, yes, but she proved her physical prowess with her acrobatic skills." Asserted the figure.
"Yeah, well, she doesn't have anything upstairs, and that's my point, Ryan." The Raven replied, hastily.
The figure, Ryan, shrugged and said "We'll see."