Turkey Vultures are ugly. They seem synonymous with evil. We watch them circle overhead as they close in on a dead carcass. Their unattractive—some might even say repugnant—appearance and preference for scavenging roadside carrion create a wicked, sinister aura. But, what if there are three vultures, not soaring as we most commonly observe them, but three vultures up close, hunched menacingly in a tree, fog surrounding them? Their malevolence is palpable. Something wicked this way comes.
