Una's been walking the perimeter while the rest of the team sets up the cameras. She comes over a small hummock into a hollow in the ground and stops in her tracks.

Lying crumpled in the hollow is a pile of bones. No, not a pile—an articulated skeleton, fallen such that the shape of the body is still recognisable.

"Ah." She raises her hand in a gesture of alert. "I've found something," she calls out, to the group at large.