Screen grab from the link in the post with a photo of decaying Ink Caps and this text: Imagine this - you're a young and growing mushroom fruit-body. In a short amount of time, you've been triggered to grow and burst forth from the ground with enough force to break through solid concrete. Once in the atmosphere you've been designed to seek, additional triggers create a wave of spores to be released from the bottom of your column-shaped cap. Now, in a seemingly bizarre move, you begin to breakdown the very fibers of your being, turning your once firm cap into a melting mass of black goo. Eventually, nothing is left of your white and scaly brown button but ghostly tatters of dripping, oozing black that flail from a defiantly upright and bony looking stipe...

Wider angle view of the aforementioned mushroom between two redwood trees and ringed by black wire fencing.