Her mind raced as she pushed herself to run faster. She didn’t care what that thing was anymore—she just wanted to protect them, to stop this madness before someone got hurt. But the forest seemed endless, and the strange, glowing object was pulling them deeper.
Through the canopy of trees, Theresa could still see the disc-shaped object glowing faintly as it moved deeper into the forest. It glided effortlessly, pulling the children further away, their small bodies darting between the trees, oblivious to her growing panic.