He had to be imagining it. Right? Where was that smell even coming from? He used a hand to cover his face.

Hurry— Yes, that was the idea. Ryusei glanced at Gabe, then looked back, too, and nearly stumbled from the sight. That was just another patient, wasn't it? Just like them, stumbling through the dust—

Did he want to find out?

He shined his light both ways as he resumed his gait. "Miketsukami-san— How long is this hallway?"