Whispers in the Dark

Around 3 AM, the soft murmurs grew clearer. John’s pulse quickened. He glanced at Max, who was now alert and staring in one direction.

“You hear that too, don’t you?” John whispered. Max gave a soft, confirming bark.

John’s breath caught in his throat. Though fear bubbled inside him, he knew he had to follow the sound. He motioned for Max to lead the way.

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