The sky hung heavy with thick gray clouds as an icy wind swept down from the mountains, stirring wet leaves along the deserted road. John had been driving for over two hours, rushing back to the city after an urgent call from work. His loyal German Shepherd, Barbara, lay curled on the passenger seat, dozing peacefully. As he drove deeper into the mist, his headlights picked up a slow-moving car ahead.
Something about it felt off. Easing off the gas, John watched as the rear door of the car suddenly cracked open—and in a split second, something was thrown out onto the roadside. The door slammed shut and the vehicle disappeared into the rain. John’s pulse quickened. “Did you catch that, girl?” he muttered. Barbara, now alert, fixed her gaze on the dark object that had landed on the side of the road. It looked like a garbage bag—until it moved.