"Where the smoke is coming from you idiot!"
"Don't call me an idiot, this was all your idea."
"Look, the plane went down, there's smoke, that's where the plane will be, right?"
"There'd better be something in this one; the last one was just Christmas cards."
"I didn't see you complaining when you were eating the cake though."
"No, you're right, that was good cake, and the pilot's watch is pretty nice," the small man pulled up his sleeve and showed the watch that loosely circled his wrist, "Shame it's broken."
"That can happen when you hit someone with a rock."
The two worked their way through the bush towards the column of smoke until the wreckage came into view.
"Yes, military too by the look of it, can't see any movement though."
"I'll check the cockpit, you check the hold."
"Why do I have to check the hold?"
"Because this time, I'd like to find a watch that still works."
They split up and started to make their way around the plane.
"No, cargo door's open though."
"Probably popped open when they hit – looks like they came down pretty rough, these guys are mush. Nothing worth saving here, I'll come to you."
"What do you mean empty? Why would they be flying an empty plane?"
"Maybe they were on their way back from somewhere… I don't know."
"Well I do, military planes don't go anywhere empty, there's always something that needs taking somewhere. Look, what's that?"
"It's a cage, well, it was a cage, I think. There's blood too, maybe they were transporting an animal?"
The two men slowly turned, every noise suddenly seeming louder as the blood pumped in their ears.
"I hope it wasn't a dangerous animal."
"No, I wouldn't think so, military plane, only one piece of cargo, caged, blood everywhere, dead crew, probably a tiny Bush Baby or something like that! Idiot!"
"Stop calling me an idiot, I told you before, I…"
"Shhh! Did you hear that?"
"What? No, you're just trying to scare me"
"No, listen. Do you hear it?"
They listened, but all they could hear was the wind in the trees.
"Nothing, just your imagination."
"No, I'm sure I heard someone talking outside, maybe some of the crew survived the crash?"
"Should we take a look?"
"Yes! We should take a look, we could ask them if they mind us stealing from their plane!"
They looked at each other.
They slowly made their way around to the far side, to be confronted by a large animal, with its back to them.
"Is that a panda?"
The panda turned slowly towards them, its muzzle pink with blood.
"Did that panda just speak? – No wonder the military was transporting it, it must be an experiment!"
"We could make a fortune!"
The panda charged, knocking them to the ground and biting off the tops of their heads.
"Danao…" mumbled the panda, contentedly.