Given the level of decomposition, it appeared as though the body had been there for quite some time. The hiker looked at his phone, hoping for a signal, but zero bars stared back at him.
Knowing he would need to hike back out to contact the authorities, he leaned in close, looking for something to share with the police. That was when he saw movement within the dead man’s mouth.
He shone his phone flashlight into the gaping maw, the light attracting the moths housed within. As they shot into the air, he noticed the skull pattern on delicate wings.
