Feeling defeated but still resolute, she turned to the town archives, hoping to find something tangible—an old record, a news article, anything. She poured over stacks of dusty documents, but her search led to fragmented stories of odd weather and strange lights, never anything concrete.
Still unwilling to give up, Theresa went to the local library. She spent hours sifting through old town records, scanning the yellowed pages of forgotten history. But every lead felt like a dead end. Nothing aligned with what she had seen and witnessed that day at the school.