Damien shrugged. smiling slightly understanding Walter. "How kind of you." This guy was rather interesting in his opinion. Then again, he wanted to do a few experiments. Sure, she was stumbling a bit and bumping into things. What was her range for hearing, could she hear or react to only sounds next to her? Wait, could she feel anything on her skin? So many questions filled his mind as he took the wrentch. Well, this would be dangerous. Too close for his liking. Well, we all know what he prefer, the poles. Men and poles...right. He put the wrech on one of his belt loops and went to the door and opened it slightly, to observe the witch. He looked on the ground and noticed a cell phone and a 5 foot, 3 inch thick wooden dowel. He lightly gulped and opened the door more and moved a bit into the hall. his eyes staying on the witch. He slowly reached and silently but quickly grabbed both items and quickly retracted himself and slowly closed the door.<br/><br/>"Walter, as much as I respect your opinion. We are gonna have to do some dangerous things to learn about these new mutations. Yet, I am in full agreement. This breed is completely dangerous. Specially her scream....it can call nearby zombies. So, it's safe to assume she's the only one on both floors or there would be others around her." He whispered. As much of a coward he rather be he took a deep breath. He opened the cellphone and navagated it so he could get the number and added it to his phone quickly. He went back to the door, opened it and threw the phone at the witch. It hit her in the shoulder and fell to the floor. The witch took her hands from her face and looked around. Her eyes glew a bright yellow. Her face with the startled look. It was looking around quickly and seemed to not see the 90% hidden Damien who was watching her.<br/><br/>Okay, so... She could possibly feel. "Walter, are you seeing this?" He whispered. The witch soon seemed to calm but it was looking around on the floor, but she always remained hunched over. He opened his cell and dialed the phone he threw at the witch. The phone begun to ring. The witch seemed to stumble back in surprise and her body shook for a second before it moved over to the phone. Once again, she growled, raised her clawed hand and struck it, destroying the phone. Damien took a thought at the display. Was she so easy to startle? The phone had lights and sound but instead of trying to eat it. She just clawed it. What was the purpose of this mutation or just a random side effect? Would their be more of them? Then the witch went back to covering her face and crying, not moving from the spot were she stood. Instead she went into a fetal postion, uncovering her face. He could not see any sign of tears on her face. Could she just be fake crying?<br/><br/>Damien opened the door to were he could go out into the hallway after grabbing the dowel. His throat got so dry and he was a nervous wreck in an instant. He slwoly moved over to the other side of the hall to get behind the witch. What the hell am I thinking?! He screamed at himself. He took a nervous, deep breath in and breathed out. He moved the dowel and extended it and touched the witch on her spin and rubbed the area slowly up and down. The witch threw her head up looking startled, but she did not look behind her or notice Damien. She growled slightly. So, was she feeling, pleasure? Was she still human in some aspect?