Smell Sword
After lightly jogging for several minutes Hao Xuan looked over his shoulder and slowed his roll when he couldn't see the house anymore.
*Phew*
"That could have been bad. I didn't think that old lady would be the letter's recipient," he muttered to himself.
"What old lady?" Ryuk suddenly asked from the right, actually catching him by surprise.
"JEEEZ- Where the hell did you come from?! Didn't I tell you not to do that shit again?"
"Do what?" his incorporeal figure phased through some bushes and walked right up to his face, "Did I...scare you? Hmm? HMMM??"
"You startled me, there is a difference. And back away, I can smell your lousy breath!" Hao Xuan craned his neck while pulling away from him which confused Ryuk.
"Smell?? Me?! That is NOT possible! I have no smell! I am an OBSERVER, remember?"
Hao Xuan's brow began to knit as he sniffed the air.
"But...then where is this coming from? It smells terrible, like weeks-old garbage and decaying corpses..."