Breathing…That Is Not Mine Part III

“What's that stench? Can you also smell it?” The woman sniffed before finally putting down the spoon and covering her nose with her hand. The putrid smell intensified until Athip had to grab a flashlight and walk out to find the source of the scent. While Sipang was following him and sniffing along with curiosity.

Through the darkness, the light from the tiny flashlight projected onto the fine sand beach before them. Athip could not help himself but cover his nose with the other hand when approaching the destination. The stale odor made his stomach turn and he wanted to vomit at this moment.

What appeared in front of the couple startled Athip!

Because the source of the smell was nothing else but the dead cat that he had already buried in the evening. Why did it suddenly appear again? It was as if someone dug it out of a hole!