The Smell of Death :TuesdayUseItInASentence

The Smell of Death

The rancid odour of death wafted from within the apartment, mingling with Sunday Roast and stale aftershave.

DI Claythorne instinctively put his hand to cover his nostrils, before giving the signal to break down the door.

He was unprepared, even after 30 year’s in the Force, for what he discovered on entering.

A new challenge this week. #Tuesdayuseitinasentence. The word this week is WAFT.

Here are the rules :

  • Make a sentence with the word of the week. Leave it as just a sentence or write a post to go with it.
  • Try to do it on Tuesday.
  • Include the hashtag #tuesdayuseitinasentence.
  • Post it on Twitter and/or Facebook (if you have a public site) and/or Pinterest and/or WordPress and/or any other social media site you belong to.
  • Participate as many times as you’d like. You can write a different sentence for each platform, but please keep it to one sentence per post.

 

3 thoughts on “The Smell of Death :TuesdayUseItInASentence

  1. ok. I’m a little late but better than never. Thank you again for participating. It’s a creepy and fascinating and I find myself wondering what’s behind that door…
    A great contribution. Thank you again.

    Liked by 1 person

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