That would still be really freaky.
The closest thing I can think of to that was when I was in high school, and my mom was taking me somewhere one evening and we saw something in the road that looked like the lower half of a human body. Because there had recently been a car accident involving a young man whose body had been severed at the waist, she told me not to look, but I had already seen it and could tell it was a pair of pants stuffed with hay.
Of course, the gory details weren’t broadcasted on TV or in the newspaper, but a car load of my classmates witnessed that accident and I heard about it from them. He had graduated a few years earlier and was friends with some of my classmates’ older siblings.