Night Vision, Part One
We peered around the wall.
No-one there.
Silently we crept forward,# walking lightly on the balls of our feet.
When we were just a few feet from the building# Mario stopped.
I could see nothing# but Mario had good night vision.
We all stopped dead in our tracks.
Then I could hear it too.
A kind of low  whining sound.
It was a machine, nothing serious.
Mario motioned us on.
Quickly and quietly we entered the building.
Inside it was dark# except for the ghostly light# of some dim neon at the end of the corridor.
It was not the dark you noticed though.
Or the eerie atmosphere.
It was the smell.
There was a foul, cloying smell of decay# with an overlying whiff of chemicals.