I stop barking, noticing the scent is now a dead person. I pull my head out of the vent and run out into the halls. I almost slip as I turn to run to the stairs. I scale said stairs and enter the room where the scent is coming from. I look at the crazy, just to see him with a pillow in his lap and a boot print on his face. Then, the same boot print in blood leads out of the room. Forgetting about the dead crazy, I follow the trail of boot prints until I reach the back exit of the hospital, where the prints end. I tilt my head as I look at the opened door. Who the hell could that have been?