The strange sound was like nothing Jack had ever heard before. A chilling symphony he had never heard before. It stirred within him an inexplicable unease, each note clawing at his very soul. Rooted to the kitchen floor, he strained to decipher the source of the spectral serenade when a sudden, heart-stopping terror gripped him.
Bonnie, his wife, materialized like a phantom from the shadows. She crept up behind him, her breath a ghostly whisper against his shoulder, before releasing a high-pitched, playful scream. Their laughter filled the room. Yet, beneath the surface, Jack’ heart still raced with disquiet. What was that sound he had heard earlier? Jack couldn’t shake his worry.