Stoned:
It took time to collect the wounded, dying and the dead, especially those released to their death from above the trees. Many of their broken bodies didn’t make it to the ground. They hung impaled at many different elevations. Helena assumed the lucky ones had to suffer the landing only once, their bodies crushed from the sudden stop. The body from the wood cutting machine would never be recovered, the metal and flesh fused by the collision.
When the bodies were lined up next to one another, the oddities were noted. All fifteen attackers had dark hair with shaggy haircuts and unkempt beards. Even stranger, they were all dressed like a stereotype of a lumberjack or how a city slicker or foreigner might assume a logger would be dressed. New denim pants, red suspenders and matching r
