He couldn't sense anything inside the building- nothing alive or undead was moving in there, as much as he could tell. Still, he had Anduin to worry about, and he stepped closer to the building.

He could feel Anduin breathing.

"...hello?"

He stepped closer to the building, finding a battered door and pushing it aside. The wood protested, and door catching on debris inside, and he used a bit of force. Looking inside, he could see very little that would be threatening.

Another push, and he stepped inside. The plaster walls were crumbling, bits and pieces of them littering the floor. The wood was bare, and the window had long since shattered.

But it was silent. He raised his voice, echoing slightly in the empty room.

"Anyone here?"