"They didn't know, other than the stink. Apparently this place only acts up when it has the same sort of energy patterns as the village did when everything turned black ice."

It was a little boggy in spots, but he suspected as far as footing went, they were doing better than most. He wore boots because he thought ahead, and wasn't too worried about that part, and now that he didn't have to shield his nose from the horror of the smell he could actually hold his gun.

"I guess we gotta figure out what's causing it." But he wasn't sure how. Maybe following the stink?