Even as he set the bowl down, he felt a chill, especially since the dog’s gaze never wavered from the shadowy corner, as if it was guarding something hidden. Every time Henry visited, the dog’s constant stare at that dark corner made him feel more uncomfortable.
The corner seemed to have an eerie, mysterious energy, making Henry’s skin crawl. Feeding the dog quickly became a tense task, as he tried not to look directly at the dog, disturbed by its intense focus.