Planning the Search
Ethan’s suggestion to explore the warehouse wasn’t made lightly. He had already started imagining what secrets the building might hold—papers, collars, even old surveillance equipment. “Maybe we’ll find something that finally explains what Nyx really is,” he said. The rest of the family prepared carefully, choosing daylight hours and packing protective gear. No one wanted to take chances.
When they finally neared the warehouse, a hush fell over them. Even the normally chatty kids were silent. Flashlights clicked on, and their beams danced over rusted metal and faded signage. Every creak of the floorboards and gust of wind added tension. Step by cautious step, they entered the building that might hold the long-buried truth about their unusual dog.
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