A strong offensive odour hit Mr. Adeleke's nostrils as he opened the front door of his house.
"Ah-ah, what kind of smell is this?" He asked himself aloud. Then he slowly traced the smell to the bathroom and as he opened the door, the strongest of the odour that had been locked away enveloped him, forcing him to shut his nostrils. With shaky hands, he lifted the lid of the water closet and discovered that it was full of faeces....

---Culled from 'The Killer Bite' by Adeosun Tomiwa

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