The doors hissed open and the stench hit them immediately. Rotting meat. With an aftertaste of excrement and urine. Elliot felt his gag reflex spasming. He held his breath and pinched his nose.

“Eugh,” squealed Rose and Isla as they recoiled and stepped back from the train doors.

“Wilson is this your dorm room?” smirked Charlie as he lifted his arm to try and breathe through the material of his sleeve.

Jack smiled sarcastically. He was about to throw a witty response back at Charlie when he was interrupted by the high-pitched howl of a large animal. He gulped and strained to listen as three more creatures howled in reply.