The odor came floating into my office like a fog. It was rancid, putrid, like something was decomposing. Decomposing and now burning.
I walked out into the hallway to have a look around. Maybe something had caught fire. We had fire marshals for that, Steve in marketing a floor above me was supposed to don a high-vis vest, blow a whistle and herd us to the nearest approved exit like a corporate border collie.