The warehouse has this atrocious scent. It’s a mixture of a smell of a decaying body and dried blood. The whole warehouse has that smell. It can make anyone puke. She raised her hand holding a flashlight to shed light on the path she walking. The electricity blew out as soon as she entered. The whole place is in pitch darkness. “This is a fucking trap.” she thought. She knew it was a trap but her stupid chief thinks it’s not. “God, the smell.” she wanted to cover her nose but couldn’t she needed her other hand to hold a gun. She perked her right hear. She heard soft footsteps like it’s coming from behind her. Or is it?
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