((Sounds cool!))
Seth paused with his hand on the door handle. It was just barely ajar, and assuredly anything inside would be gone bad by now. And it had the smell. Not just the smell of soured milk and cream, but another one on top of that. He drew his knife and signaled Rye, slowly drawing the door open, just barely poking his head around the door so he could observe what was contained in the room of horrors.
Seth paused with his hand on the door handle. It was just barely ajar, and assuredly anything inside would be gone bad by now. And it had the smell. Not just the smell of soured milk and cream, but another one on top of that. He drew his knife and signaled Rye, slowly drawing the door open, just barely poking his head around the door so he could observe what was contained in the room of horrors.