Bunny's tunnels took some getting used to. Sam hadn't been all that great at surfing the few times he'd tried it at Stanford, but he had pretty good balance and managed to stay on his feet until the end.

He could smell the blood when they arrived, nose wrinkling slightly. It wasn't the same as demon blood and it didn't bring up that longing in him, but for the scent to be this heavy, nothing good had happened here. "I'm following your nose here. But I've got your back and I'll keep an eye out for what I can see." But even then he was only human.