One fascinating thing about stories where young sunmen die by misadventure is the family’s complete lack of understanding of how autopsies work. Like, your boy’s skull wasn’t sawed open by fucking Jason Vorhees. It was the doctor that YOU HIRED to do the autopsy. The brother who crawled into a gym mat and died got the same treatment. As part of the autopsy process, they removed the skin on his face. The family paraded photos of this around as if Leatherface were lurking around the gym looking for victims.