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But in spite of the innocuous contents of the room, there’s something disturbing about this basement. It’s so quiet and still. And dark—without Polly’s flashlight, it would be pitch-black. And on top of the chemical smell, there’s another odor that lingers in the room. One that’s hard to put my finger on at first, but then I finally figure it out. It’s the sickening smell of decay. Like someone died down here.
