(Ya, that's why I said hours instead of days/weeks.)(Btw not all the stages r the same)
Georgia stood up and ran her finger along the ceiling. It was dripping with water. But it wasn't normal water, it was thicker, and a bit darker than normal. She took the blade of her knife and slide it along the roof. The liquid dripped down In a slow molassesy pace. "Blood..." She said as she ran her finger along the blade.

