One more flight up and you find the source of the smell. There’s a body, that’s not quite a body. Skin is ripped off its face and the arms have numerous bite all over the arm.
“Careful,” Luis whispers. “Walk over it slowly.” He demonstrates barely making a sound. Andrew lets me cut in front of him. Noble male, you guess.
“Why can’t we just check if it’s dead?” he whispers back.
“We dont want to take chances, let’s go,” Luis whispers sternly.
“It looks dead,” he examines it face to face. He looks up at me with a crooked smile, “I just want to see if..” he looks back and its eyes are open. It clutches his throat digging its nails deep in and bites hard on his cheek.
“Let’s go!” Luis screams frantically pulling on your arm. He almost ripped it out it’s socket. You dart up the remainding steps and bust open the door.
“Which apartment?” You’re unsure of what he’s saying. “WHICH apartment?!” He’s screaming now.
“One on the left,” you point. He grabs your arm again. You’re inside before you can blink.