You pass the magazine table and head toward the drawers below the
sink. You pull out a drawer and stare at a thick stack of old rusty
looking soup spoons...
The next drawer reveals old mouse chewed dish rags and maybe threads
of what were once hand towels...
Scraaaatttcchhh....
You whirl around at the sound. It seems to be coming from outside the
window....probably just a tree branch scraping against the window
pane..
The third drawer yields what you were looking for. Several old
flashlights! How lucky you are! You immediately begin trying them out.
Somewhere in the house a door slams shut...
You freeze just as the third flashlight you tried comes on....
When you return to the kitchen, you have to hold your breath the
stench is so overpowering...Shouldn't old food have lost its rotting
flavor by now?