Freya dashed around following the slight trace of scent in the air. Once she hit a wooded area, she caught the other scent again. The putrid scent of decay stung at her nose. She stopped and looked around. The sunlight danced on the leaves of the tree’s as they swayed with their secrets. A scent wafted from some of the weeds that was even stronger. They had stopped here for a moment. She could smell Susan, Jin, and two other creatures from the dark. It was exactly what she had feared. And there was going to be blood spilt.
“What is going… wait… Jin was here. I smell her.” Jason turned his head in different directions trying to figure out which way she was.
“It’s no use for you. You are only smelling her because she was set down for a moment here.
