But as he reached out to open it, Brutus suddenly barked so loudly that Henry was startled and instinctively backed away. The force of the dog’s bark made his heart race, and he ran away, feeling a surge of fear.
Henry’s curiosity and fear clashed as he fled from the door, his mind racing with what might be hidden behind it. That night, he couldn’t sleep, haunted by the first-ever sound of Brutus’s bark. Each new detail seemed to intensify the growing sense of unease.