dead guys house: des, newt, & pat
[The house itself was like so many others that populated the high commodity land around the lake. It was over-sized and the inside looked expensive with dark furniture and bone white carpets, brightly colored artwork on the walls and a hollow, ominous feeling in the air. Upstairs, there was an uncomfortable, slightly sour smell beginning to taint the air, it made Destiny suspect that the man in the bed of the master bedroom had been dead for more than a day.
Destiny slid the sheet over the man's naked body, escaping the look in those vacant eyes. Then, she went downstairs to escape the faint smell sure, but also hoping that if she just stepped away from the situation it would somehow... just go away.
She was pacing in the kitchen, far away from the man's computer and therefore not responding. She'd found a large cotton shirt in the man's dresser, and put it on like a makeshift night shirt because she couldn't find clothes of her own. She continued to walk circles on the tiled floor of the kitchen while waiting for Newt and Patrick.]