Jacob hunched over the screen, his jaw tight with determination. He had to be right. The signs, the coincidences—it was all too much to dismiss. His drone drifted over the dense forest, the screen showing nothing but an endless sea of trees. Doubt gnawed at him. Had he been chasing ghosts?
Then—movement. His breath hitched as something flickered on the monitor. Heart pounding, he zoomed in, his fingers shaking slightly. There it was. Cold, undeniable proof. Relief surged through him, but it was fleeting. Something was wrong. The image sharpened, revealing a chilling detail he hadn’t expected.
Jacob’s stomach twisted. His triumph soured into dread as he processed what he was seeing. His heartbeat roared in his ears, a cold sweat prickling at his skin. This wasn’t just proof that he was right—it was something much, much worse.