Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-25038310-20150131150030

Sander shrugged. "I guess not, miss Zeill. We're closer to the outside. The air isn't very stuffy or heavy as in the catacombs..."

Sander started following the scents, also keeping an eye out wile holding his revolver in hand.

__________________________________________Later..

When Sander eventually reached the exit, he pointed at the grate above them. The scents were clearer, and whoever had come through here, Sander would remember the next time he smelled them.

"There.. That's our way out, I think."