But not everyone shared their excitement. Bonnie stood in the distance, her expression unreadable. Bonnie’s eyes darted nervously from one egg to the next, a nagging worry creeping up on her. “What if these were the eggs of some dangerous creature, lying in wait to strike?”. Her heart raced as she considered the possibilities – perhaps they were snake eggs, or worse. She couldn’t bear the thought of harming any living creature, but at the same time, she didn’t know if she was capable of raising something so ominous.
Jacks’ attempts to pacify Bonnie had backfired, sending her spiraling into a state of unease and paranoia. As a farm owner, she knew too well the difference between chicken eggs and the enormous objects in front of her. Jack’ reassurances only deepened her fear of the unknown, convinced that these eggs were not from any creature she had ever encountered before.