Allison glanced back to Richard, giving him a soft nod of her head. "Allison is fine. How are you tonight?" Allison said softly as she turned back towards the cage. She seemed a bit lost in thought as she took another step to draw her within reach of the cage. Her fingers laced with the chain link as she drew in a deep breath and exhaled.
Past that noticeably large breath, it was immediately noticeable that she continued to breathe. In the living, there were a host of functions that occurred without thought. They seemed to go mostly unnoticed, until they were no longer present...and then there was that subtle hint that something was wrong. Allison seemed to continue all those autonomous functions, which was strange in a dead girl...