"Yes please." Again, he wasn't paying attention to all that crap he was muttering about. Dakota was the brains in all this. Alex was... everything else? He certainly had the guts even if ghosts scared him. It was the type of fear that made him chase after them continuously just to see if they were real or what was up with all that stuff.
He rubbed the back of his neck and just continued on down the hallway. "I'm getting pretty sick and tired of looking through this place and coming up empty-handed. There's gotta be something in here. I just know it." That or he was just going crazy. And he wasn't about to admit to something like that. "Rotting eggs.... Son of a bitch!"