It began as an ordinary evening — quiet, familiar, the kind that hums with the comfort of routine. But then a faint, unpleasant smell drifted through the air. At first, the homeowner thought little of it — perhaps old pipes, or food left too long in the trash. Yet as days passed, the odor grew stronger, seeping from room to room, stubbornly clinging to every surface. Sleep became restless, curiosity turned uneasy, and a quiet question began to linger: What if the problem isn’t outside, but inside the walls?
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