Having entered after Simon, Lucy, too, was noticing the sounds of life in there. Active life, from others who had entered, before them. the most vexing thing to her, was that the scent of blood seemed to have completely gone, although, the fact that she had been able to enter without seeking permission, intrigued her.
Either no owners existed or, just maybe, such a restriction no longer counted.
Feeling a little unnerved, but still curious, Lucy peered up the stairs, catching sight of a gentleman.
"Um... 'Scuse me, but... Did someone die in 'ere? I could've sworn there was a smell of... I-I didn't want to trouble, but it weren't 'alf strong!"