"What?" "That!" The two boys bent down and looked at their find. Five bound plastic bags lay on the ground, bulging with a slightly viscous red liquid that slowly swirled as the boys poked it. Suddenly, one of the bags burst, dousing the boys in the liquid. "Ugh, it looks like blood," the short one, Herbert Simms, said. "That's not ugh, that's cool!" said the taller one, Ed Travis. "Whatever it is, my mom's gonna kill me. This is a new shirt," Herbert said. The two friends headed home. "Mom, I'm home, and I can explain . . ." Herbert started, as he walked in the door. "I'll be there..." said Ed.