Tiff crept closer to the stand being cautious in case it had more to spray out.
"It looks just normal to me Katie. It is just a normal wooden trophy stand with a label for a tiger. Still, I wonder why it's empty. This guy has all sorts of rare animals here, you would think a tiger would be one of the first on this guy's list."
Katie rubbed her head and stayed cautious of the stand. "Yeh... wierd." She coughed.
"Are you alright?" Tiff asked.
"I don't know..." She began to cough harder. "That stuff is really getting to me." She sat down again, and Tiff began to comfort her.
"Tiff... it's... doing something to me...!"