Lloyd seemed to have noticed Yvonne's hesitation. He volunteered himself. "Ms. Yvonne, wait here. I'll go have a look."

Then, Lloyd went toward the cage. The closer he went, the stronger the smell of the blood.

Lloyd was anxious. His hand trembled when he grabbed the black cloth. He closed his eyes and pulled the black cloth away in one swift motion.

Before he could open his eyes, Yvonne shrieked, "Gwen!"

Lloyd saw what was before him and was instantly bewildered.

A person was curled up in