Once they reached the tree, the dogs circled around it, barking relentlessly, just as they had the day before. Lukas crouched low, not wanting to make a sound. He couldn’t explain it, but something about this felt important—like there was a reason, a hidden message he needed to figure out.
When Lukas finally made his way back home that afternoon, his thoughts were still filled with the sight of the dogs. He couldn’t get it out of his head. Was he the only one who had seen it? What were they doing, and why? He was itching to talk to someone about it, but wasn’t sure who to approach.