Martha felt a mix
Martha stood silently, her mind racing with mixed emotions. Relief flooded her that it wasn’t a mythical beast, but alarm crept in at the thought of such a rat living undetected in her house. “It’s not some alien thing,” she said slowly, “but still—this is terrifying.” George nodded. “We’ve seen these before. They’re destructive, fast, and often carry dangerous bacteria.”
She took a long, steadying breath and asked the only question that mattered now: “So what’s the next step?” George turned to his team before answering. “We contain the situation carefully. No shortcuts.” His voice was calm but commanding, which gave Martha a sliver of confidence amid the fear still gnawing at her.
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