pond, anything that could help document where we had been.
That was when I noticed something even more disturbing.
In
one of the photos of the living room, there was a faint red dot glowing near the far wall behind a curtain. At first I thought it might be a reflection, but when I checked another photo, the same red point appeared again, slightly shifted. It did not look random. It looked targeted.
That was the moment the situation stopped feeling like a single hidden device and
