“What’s wrong?!” Maria asked, quick to sense her husband’s distress. James did not reply at first. He stood completely still, staring intently at the polaroid in his hand. Maria walked over to him, her heart racing with worry and confusion, and took a look at the photograph he was holding.
At first glance it looked like nothing special, but then she noticed something very peculiar in the background of the picture. Something that shouldn’t have been there, though she couldn’t quite make out what it was, it was enough to send a chill down her spine.