Rick waited anxiously. A thick rolling musky scent wafted in from the lake, carried by the damp breeze, the scent filled his lungs and it's crispness nearly took his breath away. Birds cawed up above, covering the rooftops or skirting in the sky. The smell of fish and moistened earth was also in the air, with barrels of dead fish in rows of size and species lining the docks, shadowed under the buildings above. As heavy as the smell was where he was stood, overlooking the lake, it became something of a distraction.
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