You watched from the trees, leaning against the trunk of one. Your arms were crossed and you could feel anger boiling inside you. How dare they? How DARE they? Thinking they could steal from you, of all people! Sure, you were no celebrity, but did you not deserve basic human decency? What a mess it had made. Now you watched them, two people, both boys. They couldn't be any older than twenty. They had gone out to the edge of the forest, you tagging along. Mostly because you had nothing better to do. Not anymore.
The sky was dark and no stars shone. The moon was absent, and the night seemed tense. You didn't actually feel scared, though. You just felt pissed off. You could hear the THWAK! THWAK! THWAK! More than see what it was. But you knew exactly what it was anyways. It would make it easier for them. You expected them to bury it. But you were wrong, weren't you? They just used the forest to do the first step. Or maybe it counted as the second step. Who cared? You didn't. You just wanted to see how they cleaned up.
You watched them stuff the pieces into a backpack, chucking a few into the trees and laughing as they hung there. They dangled a bit. Pretty eerie, if you were honest. It may spook someone passing through. You quickly looked back to the boys and hurriedly followed as they left. Now where would they go? Home? Your house? Another forest or ravine? Who knew? They spoke quietly, walked lightly. They did not pass many people on their walk and those they did they ignored, glaring. Neither looked like a very friendly kid, but also not suspicious. They simply wore jeans and t-shirts, one wearing a red hoodie. He carried the backpack.
Finally you found yourself walking along the edge of the lake. It was a nice place, even if overgrown with weeds by the edge. But it didn't matter. You loved it there, still did. It was so peaceful. Now these two had come to disturb the peace of it all.
You didn't know much about fish. But you could tell what they were doing as they reached into the bag and tossed the contents into the water. “Chumming” the water, you believed it was called. Although this wasn't exactly normal chumming. It was pretty vile. Also pretty illegal. Hear that? Illegal. You didn't say a word to them. They wouldn't listen anyways. You highly doubted they could even hear you. They would never know you followed them on that grim night. You realized that they couldn't throw it all into the water. Fish wouldn't eat just anything. So what did they plan to do with the rest? Take it home? Smash it up? You didn't have a clue. You didn't know anything about this kind of thing.
After a long while the bag was empty. They walked away from the water, sticking to the shadows. The streets were deserted by this hour. Streetlamps cast the only light. You sighed, stopping. You didn't care to see the very end anymore. After all, watching that had been enough. You knew it was over now. They wouldn't be caught. Your death was going to be an unsolved case. Your body lay in pieces in the stomachs of fish. And you, precious soul, can only wander the Earth from now on. It was truly a tragedy.