With the goggles on he looked like something that had been stuffed and mounted which made no sense. I made my way over to him expecting him to move, thinking that he must’ve heard us coming and was doing some kind of fucked up super hero bullshit, but he didn’t move.
I dragged the night goggles off and told Mancini to hit the lights but nothing happened. We both used the special lights the SEALs had recommended and pointed them at the wall. “What the fuck! He’s dead.” Some fuck put an arrow through this fuck before we could get to him.