Bab 369: Two Days Prior, Part 2

Five feet away from the front porch, and already she was halting in her tracks.

Something was in the air, Intermixed with the smell of warm sunlight, freshly trimmed green grass, and every other normal scent of a normal afternoon day, she could smell it… seeping out from the gap in the closed doorway.

The abnormal.

A foul odor pungent, invasive, and very much repulsive… but mostly it smelled like shit.

It probably was shit.

Flesh rotting, blood congealing, marinating… of all the smells she smelt, she could do a whole lot worse than just shit. 

Irene resumed her pace, her every step closer to the door with the utmost care not to make a single sound. In the shade of the porchside, there was no sunlight, no smell of green grass. There, the odor only intensified.