"Thanks..." Leilanie puts on Ted's coat, "A little warm, but it'll do."<br/><br/>They continue to go deep into the rainforest where something doesn't seem right. There are some pointy sticks sticking around. Leilanie is getting some uneasy vibes from all this.<br/><br/>"We're not alone, aren't we?" She asked Rick.<br/><br/>"They're just sticks, Leilanie," Rick said, "They don't harm you unless you act like a retard, Leilanie! Th-Th-Th-They put those as decorations. They have no purpose by just being all sharp and pointy."<br/><br/>"Oh really, then..." Leilanie bumps into one of the sticks, but this one is different, "Ooof!! Son of a..."<br/><br/>When looking at a different stick, Leilanie yelps in sudden shock and sees a decapitated head of a teenager. It's described to be a boy with black hair and black eyes. Well, dead black eyes.<br/><br/>"Welp. We found your grandson." Leilanie concluded, "He's dead. You can start crying now... err.. Why are you looking at me like that?"<br/><br/>"You think this is a guessing game?" Rick is not impressed, "How this<span style="font-style: italic">this</span>guy my grandson, Leilanie?"<br/><br/>"You didn't specify what he looks like."<br/><br/>"Morty looks nothing like this pervert! H-H-He's got longer hair than Morty's, and it's not even the right hair color like Morty's!" Rick scratches his chin in a thought, "Although I like it better if Jerry had that fate like he does."<br/><br/>"Who?" Leilanie asked.<br/><br/>"Don't worry about it. H-H-He's an idiot, and uh... wish he gets the same treatment like this guy." Rick pats the decapitated head, "But I got a better idea."<br/><br/>Rick plucks the head off the stick. It's still warm, and disgusting. Leilanie held her mouth closed in disgust.