The crowd was scarce now. The only people there were a few reporters getting there late and the people they were interviewing. Most of the cops had already left. Arturas now slipped into the park with ease. There was no body there, as he expected. He was just going to assume not many people would come back to that section of central park for sometime. He let his powers slide a bit, heightening his senses, but nothing too major, his body size also increased a little making him look more..bulky, and his nails grew thicker, longer, and sharper. When his senses heightened, Arturas could smell a hundred different lingering scents drifting in the air. He walked out and pieced out the smells that were of no use. Reporters, eye witness, trash bins, candy wrappers, dogs. He could smell it now. Something odd. Something....foreign. He followed the scent till he stood before a giant lumbering foot print..the landing he presumed. Arturas was led by the tracks and the smell, till the tracks got small and disappeared. The smell definitely was still there just...different. It was altered so it seemed. Which was odd.<br/><br/>The aroma he had been following led to those girls. The previously naked one had been fully clothed now. The two of them were talking to a reporter, the cop seemed to refuse to leave them at the moment...<em>How peculiar.</em>Arturas stood in the shadows behind a tree, out of sight from anyone...well he hoped at least.  He couldn't hear what they were talking about but he sure wasn't going to leave now.