[Adorabat: Your search isn't very easy. The blood is seeping into the cupboards. Yet, as you move through it you can feel it moving with you. It's not just the sheer amount that is odd, it's the consistency that doesn't feel quite right.
Dylan: It sticks to your fur as you move through, while the scent of blood is definitely think in the air it feels too thick. Too warm. Blood doesn't cling.
Dewey: It definitely is sticking to your feathers and if you're not careful you can feel some sort of suction as you dig through it. Yet you feel there's something close to the floor if you only can urge yourself further.
Jeanne: You find no objects but the blood (?) pulling at your feet can give you an idea of why the chairs are sinking. You have, no pun intended, a sinking feeling that if whatever the object is isn't found soon that walking into the blood wasn't the best idea.]
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Dylan: It sticks to your fur as you move through, while the scent of blood is definitely think in the air it feels too thick. Too warm. Blood doesn't cling.
Dewey: It definitely is sticking to your feathers and if you're not careful you can feel some sort of suction as you dig through it. Yet you feel there's something close to the floor if you only can urge yourself further.
Jeanne: You find no objects but the blood (?) pulling at your feet can give you an idea of why the chairs are sinking. You have, no pun intended, a sinking feeling that if whatever the object is isn't found soon that walking into the blood wasn't the best idea.]