“What is it?” Julie whispered, her voice barely audible. Peter shook his head, his expression tense. “I can’t tell. It’s too dark, and the debris is covering most of it. But whatever it is, it’s scared—and potentially dangerous.”
Julie’s heart raced as she knelt down, her flashlight trembling in her hands. The low growls reverberated through the still air, and she fought the urge to pull back. “We can’t leave it here,” she said, her voice steady despite the fear gnawing at her.