Minutes passed, but the barking never stopped. Lukas glanced at his watch. He had missed all of his classes after recess. He needed to leave, but he couldn’t tear himself away. Something told him that this wasn’t just a random event—this was something important, something that demanded attention.
As the barking continued, Lukas knew he couldn’t stay much longer. The sound had become almost too much to bear, and he had to get back to the real world. With a heavy heart, he slowly stood up, moving away from the clearing as quietly as he could. But his mind was racing. The image of the dogs and the tree wouldn’t leave him.