Charlie and I continued to walk when the stench of death suddenly hung heavy in the air, a mixture of blood, decay, and damp earth that made my stomach churn.
My voice was laced with curiosity, and I wrinkled my nose and shielded my mouth instinctively against the onslaught of the repugnant stench. "What on earth is that smell?"
Charlie, ever the vigilant guardian, cast a concerned glance in my direction, his brows furrowed with worry. He followed my lead, his eyes tracing the path of the noxious odor. "That smell is emanating from the nearby warehouse."
A glimmer of determination sparked within me, compelling me to uncover the source of this disturbing aroma. "We should investigate. There may be answers or clues hidden within."
Charlie's eyes widened with disbelief as he attempted to
