Curiosity mingled with dread as she crouched behind a thick tree, trying to stay hidden. Peeking out, she squinted at the scene below. Men in uniform—clean, precise—bustled between the buildings, some standing guard while others seemed engaged in various tasks.
Her breath caught when one of the strange flying objects, the same disc-shaped orb she had followed, lifted off from a platform. It hovered momentarily before gliding effortlessly into the air. Theresa’s mind raced—what were they doing with that thing?