The team observed
The team watched Martha carefully, their expressions mirroring her shock. A quiet exchange of glances passed between them, each one heavy with empathy and concern. George stepped forward, gently resting a hand on her shoulder. “We’re here to help,” he said softly. Martha met his gaze, her eyes searching, brimming with unspoken questions. “But what is it?” she asked again, her voice trembling. George drew a steadying breath, his tone grave as he began to explain. “It’s a creature we’ve only rarely encountered,” he said, each word deliberate. The team stood silently, their focus sharpening as they prepared for the difficult conversation ahead.
The Team Observed
Martha’s thoughts spun
Martha’s thoughts swirled as the pieces fell into place—the strange sounds in her house now made an unsettling kind of sense. The scratching in the walls, the rustling in the attic—it had all been leading to this moment. A shiver ran through her as she grasped the horrifying truth. The creature had been there all along, sharing her space, lurking just out of sight. “Has it been living here this entire time?” she murmured, the words barely audible. George studied her closely, catching the shift in her expression. “It’s all connected, isn’t it?” she asked, her mind racing with fragments of sleepless nights and the echo of those eerie, unrelenting noises.
Martha’s Thoughts Spun
