I hoped it was something innocent like a rat that had crawled in and died, but my luck wasn’t likely to go that way. I stuck my hand out into the darkness and felt the wall, running my hand along it until I found a light switch. I flipped it and the room lit up. Thank God for emergency generators. I saw what caused the smell of decay. It was two dead bodies, a man and a woman who were deep into the decomposition process, their bloated skin turning to sludge and slipping away to reveal bones. Their skeletal arms overlapped, as though they had held hands in death. I stumbled, felt bile rise in my throat. Dan got up, shoved his way to the doorframe. When he got there, he immediately took a few steps back. “Holy shit.” Faizel shook his head. “Doesn’t look like they’ve been dead too long.” Dan coughed, lifted his sleeve to his mouth to block the smell. “They don’t look fresh to me buddy.” “The fact that they’re still decomposing tells us that they died relatively recently.
