The large duffle bag smells of death and what rotting flesh might
smell like. It makes you nauseous and you feel as if you are going to
vomit. You choke back the vomit in your throat and taste a hint of
blood in your mouth.
You grab hold of the zipper and notice that the pull tab has been
ripped off. You cautiously grab for the remaining shred of zipper and
it punctures your finger tip with it's razor sharp edges. You
instinctively put your finger in your mouth and taste the disgust of
the filth covering your hands.
You find a piece of thread dangling off of the bag and you rip it off.
You then tie it on to what is left of the zipper and open the bag
slowly.
You see shotgun ammunition, a key and a piece of paper with a name
printed on one side.
"Patrick"
You reach to open the duffle bag.