Ivy Meadows Care Home

Ivy Meadows care home was usually much as you would find any other. The smell now was just as faint but seemed rancid while the air itself was close and damp. The beige walls seemed dirtier than before with dark marks at roughly hand height. There was a faint buzzing like a fly but I couldn't see any source for it. We told him we had received a call and been told Mr Miller had passed away. He asked why we were here, this took me rather by surprise as there is generally only one reason undertakers show up in such a place.

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