Sometimes you find old clothes in the attic; sometimes you find old letters. But sometimes, well, sometimes you find a little bit more:

With each step up the ladder he took, Evansville resident Steve Mohns became more perplexed by the mysterious picnic basket sitting in his attic.
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As he prodded and tugged at the basket, the handle fell off.

"I need the big flashlight," he said to Jessica, expecting to find old bottles or cans inside.

Instead, what he found left him trembling.

"When I pulled the basket out of its resting spot is when I saw the jaw and the foot," he said. "I thought, 'OK, I'm not sure what this is … that's when I decided I better get it out.' "

It would be all I could do to keep Ellen from re-stringing the thing and hanging it over the TV.