An older man walks with a metal detector just outside of Las Vegas, Nevada. Suddenly, the detector starts beeping sporadically. He looks down to see a giant metal head.

"I don't understand, sir," says a lady sitting near the front of the Sheriff's office.

"You heard me, I said I saw a giant metal lady's head!" he yells obviously flustered.

"Okay, sir, obviously you have some traumatic stress," she says calmly. "I can help the next per-"

"Fine! I'll find some real help."

The man walked out of the office and when he got to his car, he stopped. He looked back and wondered where he should go to get help. The answer came to him, but he pushed it to the back of his mind.

There was no one that he knew of that would help him dig up the lady. He had to do it himself.