Onyx looked at the door, the oddly folded tape, the smell of fumes and more.  It got him on edge, enough that he actually felt like turning back, heading to the land lord and having them call guards just incase.  He couldn't rely on his nose, no.<br/><br/>Onyx slowly pressed his ear against the door, and listened carefully for breathing.  He then listened carefully for the sound of moving furniture.  A few stolen odds and ends would be nothing he couldn't compensate for.  It was if there were still people inside he didn't know that had him so worried.  He couldn't tell, not yet.<br/><br/><br/>He thought, then remembered.  He slowly breathed out, calming himself before reaching out with that imperceptible sixth sense.  The sense that allows him to feel when spirits are near.  He'd be able to at least tell if someone had been in the room then.