After several moments of retching, Dan began to get hold of his senses. He slowly reopened his eyes to take in the scene around him. Cowboy hats, boots and belts with large gaudy belt buckles lay all around the floor. The soft spot he sank into when he fell into the room was a overstuffed mattress covered with rotting globs of food matter. Toward the wall lay a pair of gold candlesticks with 1/2 burned candles still stuck in them. He moved a little closer and picked up one of the candles and poked at the globs of rotted food. Cheesecake, yup, limberger cheesecake. Only Sarah Gerad, Sally''s mother, made such a cake. The smell was overwhelming.