As she picked her way through the corpses, Camille couldn't help but shudder, though thankfully she managed it without a sound. She wondered whether the place had been hit by bandits, but it didn't make any sense. It was too close to the city and there was too much wanton slaughter for even a botched robbery.<br/><br/>With that possibility ruled out, the most likely option remaining was that this place was hit in an attempt to intercept the package she was carrying. She thought about it as she made her way up the stairs. It would explain why the people had been killed if the killers' intent was to retrieve the package no matter the cost. Though, given the time since the killings, the timing for the hit was all wrong. It didn't make sense to hit the place before the delivery - unless, they hadn't counted on a delay, for example a heavy rain and a romp in bed.<br/><br/>Camille's grip tightened on her weapon as she approached the source of the noise. The sight of the humanoid figure made her blood run cold. Thoughts of undead chain demons ran through her mind as she fought the instinctive urge to turn tail and run. Could she take it on? Given the number of corpses and this single foe, it was an iffy proposition even if she managed to surprise it. More importantly, what would she gain from fighting it? Her task was to deliver a package, and she was pretty sure that this monster wasn't the intended recipient.<br/><br/>No, she probably needed to keep the package away from it. As silently as she had arrived, Camille began to retreat, intending to get out of the inn without being detected and then flee to the nearest civilized place to plan what to do next.