But deep down, she knew something was terribly off. The way the object moved—smooth, deliberate—was unlike any drone she’d ever seen. And those clouds… they gathered far too quickly, as if drawn to the presence of the disc itself.
Panic seized her. The children were running blindly into the forest, oblivious to the dangers that might lie ahead. Theresa’s instincts kicked in. Whatever that thing was, the kids couldn’t be left alone to chase it in the forest.