Haunted House (Eraithus)

Even if he wasn't disturbed by the macarbe usually, the strange sight in front of him put him in awe. Eraithus stared for an ungodly amount of time listening to the voice in his head. His quick glance to an escape was not really thought off as his curiosity did also get the better of him. It was disturbing, but also interesting. The old femur he'd found in the previous room sort of gave him an idea. Eraithus didn't want to look around the room after all the voice seemed to be coming from inside this body. Whatever it was. He clamped his jaws on the femur bone and began to peck around the flesh.

Eraithus carefully pulled apart flesh and bone with his stick that was a femur. There was no smell unlike he expected as his eyes fixated trying to listen to the voice he wanted to please. His ears perked forward as he moved away flesh across the corpse. So far he couldn't see anything that was worth noting, but perhaps it was a test of listening. Either way he had to stick by his decision.

Find them, in the corpse