Seeing Sam’s visible struggle, John couldn’t help but reflect on his ordinary life. The most excitement he usually had was spotting a rare bird or two in his garden. But now, he was living a reality more bizarre than the mystery novels he enjoyed reading in his spare time. His heartbeat echoed in his ears as he waited for Sam to disclose what he’d discovered.
“John,” Sam finally said, looking him straight in the eyes, “I think this is beyond both of us. I need to make a call. I promise to explain everything, but I need you to trust me.” With that, he stepped outside, phone in hand, leaving John alone with his thoughts and a swirling maelstrom of questions.