Melissa is shocked when Sienna tells her.

I am not as shocked, but shocked enough.

"Let's get going, kiddies!" Sienna cheers sarcastically.

Her bleeding eyes leave drops of blood that dissolve when they hit the ground.

We venture further and further until the field becomes the forest.
I can't help but wonder how many secrets this forest holds.

"Just a little further." She announces.

I can't believe we're actually doing this.

Further into the forest, we find a clearing with a severely damaged shack.

"Go in." Sienna gestures for us to go in.

I feel as this entire thing is a mistake. This moment. This gross, dirty shack.

I go in first, Millie is behind me.
It stinks.
It's dirty.
There are blood stains on the carpets.
There is a colony of cockroaches in the kitchenette.

"It used to be worse." Sienna assures us.

"Does he still live here?" I ask her.

"No, but he still owns it." She says.

Millie looks scared.
I can't comfort her, because I need comforting.
This place is like a museum of tragedy, pain and sadness.

"What should I do?" I ask Sienna.

"They haven't found my remains. It's here. In this shack. You have to help me find it." She says confidently.

I don't trust this.

"Why would you need our help if you knew where your body was?" I ask, subtly shifting closer to Millie.

"I need you to call the police." Sienna says simply.

"Find your body by yourself first, then we'll talk." I try to sound like I have some kind of authority.
Sadly, I do not.

"It's under the bed, under the ground underneath it." Sienna walks us over to the dirty bed.
Millie scrunches up her nose.

"Move it!" Sienna yells, pointing at the bed.

Millie and I pull the dusty, dirty, smelly bed into the center of the tiny shack.

"Peel back the carpet." Sienna whispers.

"I have to ask you something first." Millie says.

"What now?" Sienna snaps.

"Are you a tokoloshe?" Millie asks shyly.

I'd like to clamp my hand over her mouth.

"No." Sienna frowns.

"What are you, then?" I ask. I can't believe I was wrong.

"I'm just trying to find justice." Sienna's eyes bleed even more.

Millie and I peel back the carpet.
There is a wooden lid on the concrete.

"Open it, please." Sienna demands.

I open the lid.
The smell is awful.

"Gross!" Millie yells, rolling off into a corner.

I look down into the ditch and see bones and rotting flesh.

"But it's been so long." I say to Sienna. Doesn't it take around ten years for a body to decompose fully?

"I thought it would be a skeleton by now." I back away and pull my cellphone out of my pocket.

"Are you sure you want me to call now?" I ask.

Sienna is quiet for what feels like an eternity.

"Give me a second." She says.
She goes over to the kitchenette and pulls out a big knife.

Then she smiles her sinister smile at us.