Darren - Smell

It was another sunny day, and we were walking slowly under the shade of the trees when I smelled something strange. I stopped and sniffed the air. Evra could smell it, too.

“What is that?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” he said, sniffing the air next to me. “Which way is it coming from?”

“I can’t tell,” I said. It was a thick, heavy, sour smell.

Sam hadn’t smelled anything and kept walking ahead of us. Then he realized we weren’t beside him, stopped, and turned to see what was going on.

“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Why aren’t you —” “Gotcha!” a voice yelled behind me, and before I could move I felt a firm hand grab my shoulder and spin me around.

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Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant, Chapter 15