Emily Adapts
Over time, Emily began to see the difference in Sarah’s demeanor since the lock was installed. “Luke, I think this really is helping,” she admitted one evening, watching Sarah laugh and play with ease. The sight of her carefree smile eased some of the tension that had weighed us down. Emily’s doubts were fading, and for once, we both seemed aligned. Sarah’s peace had become our shared priority, and it felt like we were finally working as a team.
Emily Adapts
A Creepy Discovery
One afternoon, while tidying Sarah’s room, something caught my eye beneath the bed. Kneeling down, I pulled out a stack of papers, and my breath caught. Flipping through them, my stomach sank—dark, unsettling sketches covered the pages, far too disturbing for a child her age. “What the—” I muttered under my breath, scanning each drawing. They looked ominous, almost prophetic, and nothing like the harmless doodles I had expected. The chilling images made my skin crawl.
A Creepy Discovery
