As they approached the backyard, the silhouette of a small shed caught Vanessa’s eye. The structure stood isolated, shrouded in darkness, and an inexplicable unease settled over her. “I’m going to check the shed,” Vanessa whispered, her voice trembling despite her resolve.
Samantha stayed close as they approached the shed. Vanessa hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the handle, before finally pushing the door open. The musty smell hit her first, and she squinted into the dim light, hoping to find something useful inside.