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"Sense of Smell"

There was once a day, similar to this one but also not. Where a person's nose is able to smell from a distance greater than any human could ever imagine possible. Imagine being able to tell if someone was cooking just from one simple whiff of the air. What a beautiful ability to behold. But what if that power fell into the wrong hands? It would spell out nothing but trouble for anyone trying to live a normal life.

I ran for my life through the junkyard as I attempted to escape the beasts. I knew they'd followed my scent from somewhere. Perhaps my mother shouldn't have kept every window closed in the kitchen as she cooked, then maybe the smell of her cooking wouldn't be sunk deep into my clothes.
I had no idea why the beasts were so attracted to the smell. After all, her cooking is simply the most repulsive thing this mouth has ever tasted. 
I doubled back and hid behind the pile of tires just beyond the entrance. I figured they'd never find me here.
This is the reality that we all face ever since the COVID-23 outbreak occurred. It was caused by accidental mutation of genes when it came to coyotes out in the wild. They were experimenting with some kind of bioweapon to exterminate them so that farmers never had to worry about protecting their cattle from them.
Of course, as you've seen, the experiments went completely out of hand and the coyotes ended up overthrowing every person in the lab and escaping. But what were they infused with to become so powerful? The heightened sense of smell. That may not seem like much but I can promise you that it holds more power than you might believe.
Did you know that dogs have the ability to smell if someone had accidently farted from up to thirty miles away? They can pinpoint the exact fart excreted from which butt in a matter of thirty minutes, adjusting for the travel distance. Well, imagine that power of smelling but times a ton more than that. With the ability to smell the person's breath from thirty one miles away and pinpoint the exact mouth it cam from.
There have been so many people cowering in fear that one smell might tip them off to your location. And, as you might have predicted, the media is trying to profit off of this as much as they can. They promote hygiene products that claim to make you smell so normal that not even a cat can sniff you out. You know then that it's good.
I find myself trembling in fear as I can hear them getting closer to me. I wait for them to get a little bit closer before grabbing a rock and throwing it across from me. I made sure I rubbed it on myself some before throwing it. Everyone knows that coyotes are blind. You have to lure them with smell. And lure them I did. I darted past them and charged back to my house. I had an idea.
I tried as hard as I could not to breath too hard, as I forgot to brush my teeth before I left. I didn't want their radar to go off that would alert them to me. So I held my breath up until I entered my house. I looked around for my mom. It was dark out so it made sense that she would be asleep right now. I took a plate of leftovers out of the fridge and placed it in the microwave.
After pulling the food out, I grabbed the piping hot plate and charged back to the junkyard. I could see the coyotes standing outside the entrance, sniffing the air. I had them hooked. I sat the plate down and ran away. I had behind a bush and watched as they devoured it.
I stepped on a branch that caused a loud SNAP. While, yes, most animals are blind, they can still smell sounds. I backed away and made absolutely sure I didn't make another sound for them to taste. 
I watched in shock as my plan worked, causing them all to explode at once. I had successfully destroyed a herd of coyotes. But I knew there were more out there. nd more meals for my mother to cook.

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