A painted grin dangled from a noose. Inside a Long Beach funhouse, a film crew for The Six Million Dollar Man was setting up a shot. They moved a hanging mannequin, a garish prop covered in fluorescent paint. And then, with a sickening snap, an arm broke off. But what fell to the floor wasn't plaster or plastic. It was bone. Human bone, wrapped in leathery, mummified skin. The crew froze. The e...
