Re: quicklog: connie/matt/etain
[Connie covered her eyes with her hand and shook her head. She knew the smell of blood and she figured if it was wafting up so strongly, there had to be a lot. But, she didn't want to be a useless wilting flower and so she steeled herself by thinking about all her favorite zombie movies and opened her eyes.]
She wasn't kidding about painting the place red. Sheeh! [Connie also thought painting hellscapes in a haunted B&B was a bad call, but she kept that to herself. She looked around the room, for a computer or something that could have exploded to cause it. Seemed like nope? Still, she looked at Matt and waited for an instruction.]