Serah's huge breasts also seemed quite a bit more sensitive than normal; in no time her nipples were hard (and rubbing against her shirt rather deliciously). Her blood was flowing, and in short order she could see well enough to navigate the refuse-piled room.<br/><br/>She crossed the room without too much trouble, and made it to the doorway. The filthy, graffiti-covered hallway was similarly badly lit by red emergency lights, but much less cluttered. The door to the stairwell was easily accessible and, as she entered it, she heard a door floors above closing itself. The trace indicated her target was going down the third floor hall, headed toward room... 304. The scanning system seemed to indicate other people in that apartment, but she'd need to take a moment to calibrate the app to get a good count.<br/><br/>Without difficulty, Serah was able to scale the stairs and reach the third floor. The door to 304 looked to be slightly open, and she could hear voices coming from within, though from this distance, she couldn't tell exactly what they were saying.