As Jack approached the cornfield, a sense of unease gnawed at him, leaving him with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. He braced himself for the unknown, steeling his nerves against whatever lay ahead. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, as he wondered what awaited him amidst the stalks of corn, his heart racing with a mix of curiosity and excitement.
In the distance, Jack noticed a cluster of small, white dots amidst the cornstalks, but he couldn’t make out what they were until he drew closer. As he abandoned his tractor and approached the strange sight, Giselle joined him, her inquisitive gaze fixed upon the mysterious shapes.