The Strange Cylinder
Ally’s eyes began to water at the strength of the smell. It took all her determination not to drop the sack. It was horrible. She wanted to throw up, but she knew she had to find out what the sacks held inside.
She didn’t know where she found the courage, but she reached into the sack, her hands grasping around something strange and cylindrical. She almost didn’t want to take her hand back out of the sack, but she’d come too far to stop now.