Shawn grabbed the other end of the tool, lifting the remains into the bag. He nodded as Jack informed Owen about the smell.
"It was the melting flesh," Shawn paused, blinking rapidly as his mind ran back through the events. "And sulfur. That's probably a main component in this acid stuff. Is it possible this Weevil was exposed to a large sulfur deposit somewhere in the city and it affected it? Was this thing acidic in the first place?"