Chapter 2 - Playing the Second Terrifying Video for Everyone to Hear
The living room fell into a suffocating, tomb-like silence as Noah pressed his small thumb against the cracked smartphone screen.
A tinny audio track began to hiss through the built-in speaker, capturing the sharp click of a closing hotel door.
Vanessa’s face lost every ounce of remaining color as she recognized the background noise of the secret recording.
“Turn that off right now, you little brat!” Vanessa shrieked, lunging forward with her arms outstretched.
I stepped instantly between her and my son, my fists clenching so hard my knuckles turned completely white.
“Don't you dare touch him,” I growled, my voice echoing with a terrifying darkness she had never heard before.
Noah stood his ground bravely behind my back, holding the old device steady as the video started playing.
The low-resolution screen flickered to life, illuminating the panicked expression of the woman who claimed to love us.
On the screen, Vanessa stood inside a dimly lit motel room alongside a tall, unfamiliar man in a dark suit.
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They were sorting through stacks of legal paperwork spread across a cheap laminate table under flickering fluorescent lights.
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