[Marc's voice is surprisingly gentle despite being so firm, pushing forward until he feels Steven finally relent and allow Marc to take over the body. The feeling is always a little disorienting at first but that incredible stench wakes him right up, along with the bitter cold, their feet absolutely frozen. He shudders and rubs his hands along their arms, looking around cautiously.]
Maybe not you or me, but someone else... [His voice trembles some upon admitting that. There's an ache in his right hand as if he'd punched someone not too long ago either. Marc grabs the phone Steven found to turn on the light, using it to navigate the small house.
Yeah, that's definitely a dead body in the kitchen. He pulls their shirt up to his nose. Even Marc can barely stand the smell, yet he crouches by the body to check pockets for any identification.]
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[Marc's voice is surprisingly gentle despite being so firm, pushing forward until he feels Steven finally relent and allow Marc to take over the body. The feeling is always a little disorienting at first but that incredible stench wakes him right up, along with the bitter cold, their feet absolutely frozen. He shudders and rubs his hands along their arms, looking around cautiously.]
Maybe not you or me, but someone else... [His voice trembles some upon admitting that. There's an ache in his right hand as if he'd punched someone not too long ago either. Marc grabs the phone Steven found to turn on the light, using it to navigate the small house.
Yeah, that's definitely a dead body in the kitchen. He pulls their shirt up to his nose. Even Marc can barely stand the smell, yet he crouches by the body to check pockets for any identification.]
Been dead a few days at least. Don't look.