Micah had practically run away. At first, Alexander thought it was the pheromones that the two horny idiots on the couch had been emitting, and the smell had just become a little too overbearing for him. But, then a different scent hit him, and Wolf practically started screaming at him to follow it, and he did, because he did not have the time to have a headache from Wolf's screaming and if he didn't go his constant whining.
He kept walking and walking down hallways he had never seen, the walls a bright shade of white and small tables breaking up the long barriers with vases of flowers. He walked up a set of white spiral stairs, following the scent, smelling it more apparent, and when the smell was most vital in a janitor's room, he stopped outside. It was a simple black door contrasting
