The air was thick with tension as John approached the mysterious object. The rain had softened its edges, but the faint sound of movement was unmistakable. Kneeling down, he uncovered a trembling child, eyes wide with fear and pleading for help. The child’s story was fragmented—whispers of escape, danger, and desperate hope.
John’s mind raced. He knew the night’s quiet was deceptive; something sinister was lurking just beyond the fog. With Barbara by his side, he vowed to uncover the truth behind the abandoned child and the dark forces that had brought them here. The road ahead was uncertain, but turning away was no longer an option.
