That “Peaceful” Nest Was Hiding Something Way Darker Than Feathers
The Nest is Just the Beginning
Tim’s eyes scanned the area near the nest, every muscle tense. Then he spotted something that made his gut clench—footprints and tool marks, large and deliberate, carved into the soil. These weren’t the usual tracks of wildlife; someone had been here. And whoever it was, they weren’t here to admire the view.
“Who’s been messing around here?” he muttered, a wave of concern creeping in. The signs screamed human involvement, each clue leading him deeper into a mystery he hadn’t bargained for. His heart raced as it dawned on him that the nest was only the tip of the iceberg.
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