Veronika took a couple of deep breaths, attempting to clam herself down. In the pale light of the moon, she scanned the lady in front of her. She remembered seeing another body sucked into the bizzare vortex before it took her as well. There was little room for other options. Judging by the scenario around them, it was nothing close to the urban streets that the two of them belonged to.

"Ookay... " Veronika moved away from the pillar she was holding on to and took a couple of steps towards the brunette, still keeping a bit of a distance. The dirt on her dress caught her attention, so she fixed herself up a bit, shaking the dust of her attire, before the other girl asked about the hooded man.

Veronika's head shot up, strands of her creamy hair following her motion. "What? There's someone else here?!" She turned her gaze to the direction of the motionless body. The brunette was right to ask that - the man didn't move an inch. Cautiously, Veronika took a couple of steps towards him, until she was close enough to lightly pull the hood off of his face with two fingers, before quickly pulling back, as if she was afraid something might jump at her. Even in the dim light, she could make out his pale, sickly face twisted in a grotesque grimace.
"I-I don't think so... And I'm not going any closer to him to check!" She covered her mouth, taking a few steps back. The man reeked of dead bodies and sweat with a hint of something sharper like herbs and there was no way Veronika would touch THAT any more than she had to.