Lisa placed her coffee cup gently on the garden table and took a deep breath of the crisp morning air. On the lawn, Coco, her playful puppy, darted joyfully through the daisies, chasing butterflies with endless enthusiasm. Smiling, Lisa sipped her coffee, soaking in the quiet, golden morning.
It was the kind of day that felt untouched—clear skies, a soft breeze, birds chirping in rhythm with the trees. Lisa absentmindedly scrolled through her messages when a sudden, harsh screech tore through the calm. Her head snapped up. Above, a huge eagle wheeled silently in the sky.
The sound echoed across the neighborhood. Doors creaked open. People stepped out, shading their eyes, scanning the sky. Lisa didn’t move. A heavy sense of dread settled over her chest. She didn’t realize it yet, but the peace of that morning was already slipping away.