บท 69: Prelude to the storm (2)

"Miss Arianne, how can you smell so good?" Ryett sniffed the scent that seemed to overpower even the rotten smell of decayed corpses in the morgue. 

Arianne stopped crawling in the vent and smelled herself. She crinkled her nose after inhaling the rancid odor of the zombies and corpses. She couldn't pick up the scent Ryett was referring to, but his remark made her remember Dante's and Magnus' similar behaviors. 

"Stay quiet." She whispered, dropping the thought and resumed crawling.

Ryett didn't heed her words and continued rambling in the tiny voice while following her behind. 

"Sweet. It is so sweet."

"How can you be this sweet?"

"Can I have a taste? Just a little lick?"

"Miss Arianne, what kind of shampoo do you use? It's so bloody sweet."