They were at the barrier, since Felix had just been shocked. With all the circumstances combined, that was more than enough for Lennon to be in agreement that they needed to go. They had at least an hour's walk back to the lodge, and he knew that he personally was going to be flinching at every sound, hoping it didn't mean something was coming after them.
Daylight, remember? Yeah, yeah, somehow that didn't help a whole lot when there was part of a body in front of them that looked like something had taken a machete to it.
"We need to go," he said, his voice husky from trying to breathe shallowly and keep some of the odor from coating his lungs. "We don't have any way to bury it, so we'll have to leave it for now." He realized he didn't know if there were even any shovels at the lodge, in the barn or the mill.