6 April 2012
I pulled up outside the address. Ambulance was already on scene. As i put on my hat and headed over to the front door i stopped to ask 'what we got?'
The fact that the crew were spraying air freshner all around said it all. ' Your going to enjoy this!' they said, sarcasm clearly shining through.
I continued and got to the front door.. What is it with communal doors? The buzzer was switched off as always..
Eventually the door opens and i'm led down a long corridor. As i walk i count the numbers on the doors.. 5,6,7,8..
I become aware of a rancid smell becoming stronger, the closer i got to my door..
Finally i arrive, stopping to get the update as to what was inside.
In i go, through to the living room.
There sat in a chair was a man dead. The male had been there for a while, with heating on and the windows shut. Sat in his dressing gown with urine and feaces. Infront of him a bucket of green sick.
The stench hit me like a bat to the head, i couldn't help but gag.
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