Martha’s confusion deepened
Martha’s confusion deepened as George began to hint that this wasn’t an isolated case. “There’s more to this than just a single creature in your kitchen,” he said, his tone becoming more grave. She stared at him, trying to read between the lines. “What aren’t you telling me, George?” she asked sharply, her frustration returning in full force.
He sighed heavily, rubbing at his temples as if the truth itself was a burden. “It’s not just you, Martha,” he said. “There have been a few incidents like this in nearby homes.” Her breath caught as realization crept in. “So this is happening elsewhere too?” she asked. George nodded, the gravity of the situation written all over his face. “And it’s escalating,” he added.
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