Skater breathed shallowly, sure he’d be overcome by the heady mixture of scents if he wasn’t careful. He tripped the infrared circuitry in his head and stripped away the darkness. Still, for some reason, the infrared vision wasn’t as sure or as clear as it usually was. He wrote it off to fatigue, to too few hours spent in sleep, but the primitive part of him that had stood up and taken notice of the door told him that wasn’t all he was experiencing.