It was a foggy winter morning as I trudged through the thicket of a dark forest with a police officer, the leaves crunching under my boots. The world seemed to be sunk in a gloomy silence, only the distant rustling of the wind in the tree canopies breaking the stillness. Suddenly, I stopped. A strange smell wafted into my nose – not just damp earth, but a mixture of decay and something metallic. My heart began to beat faster, and my gaze fell on a pile of leaves that were oddly disturbed.