went pale. We agreed we needed to call the police. But before doing that, I started going through the photos I had taken earlier that day. I wanted to save everything. Pictures of the house, the living room, the pond, anything that could help document where we had been.
That was when I noticed something even more disturbing.
In
one of the photos of the living room, there was a faint red dot glowing near the far wall behind a curtain. At first I thought it might be a reflection, but when I checked another photo, the same red point appeared again, slightly shifted. It did not look random. It looked targeted.
That was the moment the situation stopped feeling like a single hidden device and started to feel much bigger.
We left again and kept driving deeper into the night. I did not tell Mara everything I had
seen
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