The moonlight glinted off the steel shovels as the pit grew deeper.
“Do you think that’s enough?” Paul asked looking at the growing mound of dirt beside them.
“A little more and I think we should be done. “
An owl looked on as they worked in silence for another ten minutes.
“That should do it. Let’s get this over with quickly.”
The body offered no resistance as they lowered it into the ground sans ceremony.
Alan handed a shovel to Paul. “You better get this cloning machine working right. Mary’s starting to wonder what we’re upto every other night.”