As Steve headed up the stairs, his sudden boost of enthusiasm seemed to fade. Instead of going headstrong into the hallway, he just put a hand to his face and grimaced. There was a smell here and Steven knew that smell well - his former prison had been nothing but a blood bath after the attack and zombies had been a perfect carrier of that smell - that metallic smell, that bloody smell. And while it was faint, it still made Steve weary. Smelling blood never entailed something good.
He stepped more cautiously as he slithered deep into the hallway, his flashlight and pen at the ready. Instinct was beginning to settle in and he was just waiting for something to pop out at them. Something or someone.
"Be careful back there, all right?" Steve whispered, his sudden change in attitude now completely obvious.
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As Steve headed up the stairs, his sudden boost of enthusiasm seemed to fade. Instead of going headstrong into the hallway, he just put a hand to his face and grimaced. There was a smell here and Steven knew that smell well - his former prison had been nothing but a blood bath after the attack and zombies had been a perfect carrier of that smell - that metallic smell, that bloody smell. And while it was faint, it still made Steve weary. Smelling blood never entailed something good.
He stepped more cautiously as he slithered deep into the hallway, his flashlight and pen at the ready. Instinct was beginning to settle in and he was just waiting for something to pop out at them. Something or someone.
"Be careful back there, all right?" Steve whispered, his sudden change in attitude now completely obvious.