Before Theresa could react, the others followed, their small legs carrying them after the object with a sense of innocent curiosity. Her stomach twisted. “Wait! Stop!” she shouted, but her voice seemed to bounce off the air, swallowed by the strange quiet that now blanketed the schoolyard.
She watched in disbelief as the kids disappeared into the tree line, chasing the disc deeper into the woods. “It has to be a drone,” she muttered, trying to calm her racing thoughts. “Just a trick of light, or a prank… right?”