"Yeah?" Duster had been sitting by the body, knees folded to his chest, waiting for the others to come closer. "Sorry, I...found someone."

As the light of the lantern grew closer, the tattered overalls over a yellow shirt became visible. Something dark was spattered over the worker's back. Blood, probably. It must have been a while since he was killed, but who knows.

"They were probably attacked by monsters," he muttered into his knees. "I don't think we should stay here long."