[Call to All | Day 53]

[howlingimmortal]

This place smells worse and worse with each passing day. Too many dead showing up everywhere. [Silence follows for a moment, and then it's shattered by a piercing laugh; one of the Smiles. Its laughter is cut short as Free locks it in a prison of ice. A solid punch later, and the Smile shatters with the ice.]

Or dead-ish things. If these things even count as living or dead. Either way, it all reeks, and my nose is burning.