You ready Sam?” I say.He only nods but his eyes get exceptionally large as he turns to go. I can see the fire poker shaking in his arms, as we make it up the walkway and get closer to the open door. The first thing we see when we cross the threshold, is blood. It’s everywhere, like someone dumped out a pool full of it and flung it into the room. The afternoon light coming through the windows make it look like the color of rust, and I know that it’s because it’s old.His house looks like ours except that nothing has been removed only tossed around in an attempt to flee. But with the dried blood, I don’t think anyone made it out of here alive. Not that I’m going to be the one to say to Sam though. He doesn’t seem to think the blood is old because he drops the fire poker, and begins yelling and running into all the rooms. Dan is the one to follow him on his search. Gabe and I seem to be rooted to where we first walked in just through the door. I think if death ever had a smell, it would smell like this house.
