The Stench

#household

They rolled back the carpet
To see what lay underneath

To their puzzlement
An old trap door was hidden beneath

Looking at each other
They tried the rusty latch

With ease it came loose
And they opened up the hatch

The smell was overpowering
Even more so than before

It took all of their will power
To stay and look for more

With torch in hand
And scarfs around their nose

They descended the rotten stairs
Where it leads, nobody knows

Despite the solitary beam of light
It was difficult for them to see

Carefully to the bottom they went
Crouching down on bended knee

It was damp and cold down there
The stench smelled like death

Suddenly, they turned, not alone
They could hear another breath

Two eyes, as red as fire
Appeared and burned their soul

Panic started, torch dropped
They had lost control

The hatch slams shut
Their world goes black

The only hint of light fades
As the carpet rolls back