WRINKLED TORSOS ARE PILING UP

Raphael Spider was probably the first to spot the bodies from his web high up in the bush. He climbed down for a closer look and arrived at the scene at nearly the same time as Tobias Caterpillar. Another swollen wrinkled torso of some poor creature lay on the trail. But unlike yesterdays find, today there is also a totally different body. This one was green and totally smooth. He started to spin some webbing to surround the crime scene until the authorities arrived. Tobias was dispatched to notify them.
It didn’t take long for this latest news to reach about everyone in the neighborhood. By the time the police and the ladybug carts got there most of the details were known by Little Billy. He was glad he hadn’t run across them. But now, he had to relay the news to Latimer and he didn’t look forward to that ordeal.
Latimer was cleaning up his share of the nest when Billy arrived. Billy put the aphids he had gathered into the storeroom and went inside to tell Latimer.
“Say, Latimer?” Billy asked timidly. “Could you step outside a minute. I have something I need to tell you.” Latimer didn’t like the tone of Billys voice and started to get a strange foreboding of what was to come. He didn’t feel much better outside, and now his feelers were breaking out in a cold sweat.
“What do you need to tell me, Billy?” Latimer asked, his voice shaking. “Well, bend over this twig and I’ll tell you.” said Billy. After a few minutes Latimer stopped retching and the color began to return to his face. Then, he said something that really surprised Billy. “I think we need to face our fears and go down there with the rest of the neighborhood and help them find out who is doing this terrible thing.”
He sounded so calm and determined that all Billy could do was nod his head and start walking with him down the trail. By the time they got there, the crowd was huge and there was a murmur building from the inside that soon turned into a loud demand. “Something has to be done. What are we paying our police for when this sort of thing happens on our trail?” “Yeah!! Our children aren’t safe with this going on in our neighborhood!”
It was getting ugly and the police were just as baffled as the rest of the onlookers. At first, when they had examined the swollen wrinkled body, they thought maybe it was a serial killer. But, what about this green one? It’s totally different from the killers normal m.o.
Little Bobbys older sister poured the bran flakes into her bowl and was disturbed that it didn’t have it’s usual two scoops of raisins. She dug through the cereal and noticed only five stupid raisins. “I know who’s to blame for this, and if Mom doesn’t do something about it, I will!”