Identifying the clawed shadow crawling over the wall where the light arrow was located, Jake froze in place and unconsciously stopped his breath. Faced with the lack of reaction from these creatures, he realized that just as he was unable to hear them, they were also deprived of their hearing.
This was good news, but they could still see and smell him. If he got too close to the dim, pulsating glow of these luminous arrows on the wall, his position could be exposed.
The foul smell of rotten meat prevailed throughout the room, giving him a flimsy hope that he could sneak out unnoticed, but when a warm, viscous liquid that he now knew to be drool ran down his shoulder again, he knew that was simply not possible.
Sorry for the late chapter. It was the last big day. I'm on vacation now, so it should go better.