Two Mothers

03

A mysterious figure was holding a camera and recording our every move.

The strangest thing was that we in the video seemed completely unaware of its presence.

Moreover, the camera angles were odd.

It captured our whole bodies and even the tops of our heads several times.

It... it was as if the person behind the camera was suspended from the ceiling.

I was terrified.

An indescribable eerie feeling spread throughout my body.

"Mark, what... what's going on?" I asked in a trembling voice.

Mark shook his head, his face grim.

"I don't know."

After a moment of hesitation, I confided in Mark about the Morse code Margot had left for me.

He stared at me, his lips quivering with emotion. "Do you think the other mother took these videos?"

I gasped in terror, and my fists clenched with unease.

After a brief silence, Mark comforted me with a gentle pat on the shoulder.

"Go get some sleep. It's been a long day."

I nodded and returned to my room.