The approach today was uneventful aside from the presence of someone passed out on the couch in the common room. I'd have taken a picture of him, but doing such things will increase the possibility of identifying myself prematurely.
The meat is definitely starting to smell with the ceiling tiles down, though not too badly. Right now it's more of a gentle decaying flesh smell, about the strength you would get with an air freshener if they made one that smelled like rotting meat (million dollar idea!!).The ground beef has gotten darker, and the cat food has become more like diarrhea in texture. In addition, the layer of fat around the edge of the pork is becoming increasingly gelatinous. If you look closely, I think there are more white stringy things on the game hen. However, at this point I am not convinced these white threads are living entities. Rather, they may simply be part of the hen's skin, which peeled back as the it began to rot.
While the absence of insects in our photos thus far disappoints me, I suppose many residents would be comforted that we have found no evidence of critters crawling above them as they sleep. Of course, these people should also bear in mind that roaches would probably flee the scene as soon as we raise the ceiling tile. So even if they are present we probably will never know...
I've been having difficulty getting decent pictures of the meat, and I suspect that my camera is to blame. Yes, I know, only a poor workman blames his tools, but I believe my compatriot has a wider angle lens, enabling better meat-viewing. Perhaps I'll use his camera instead...I must say, I was tempted to call 9-1-1 first, taste the meat, and then have my stomach pumped proximally.
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There's an idea. Eat the meat then take a picture of yourself turning green. Can't wait to see the post.
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