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I grew up next to a massive state park in rural Ohio. When you live that close to the trees, you learn the sounds. You know the difference between a deer, a raccoon, and a wind gust. But three nights ago, the woods went completely silent. No crickets. No owls. Just a low, buzzing hum that made my teeth ache.I looked out my second-floor window expecting to see a neighbor's tractor or a car stuck on the old logging road. Instead, I saw a bright, pulsing orange light moving slowly between the pines. It wasn't high up like a drone or a plane. It was low to the ground, maybe six feet high, sliding smoothly like it was on a rail.I grabbed my flashlight and opened the window to get a better look. The moment the cool night air hit my face, the buzzing stopped. The orange light didn't go out—it snapped toward my house. It drifted across my lawn in less than a second, moving with a jerky, unnatural speed, and paused right at the edge of my porch light.It was a shape, sort of like a tall person wearing a heavy, glowing winter coat, but there was no body inside the light. Just a dense, glowing fog that seemed to drink in the darkness around it. Then, my phone—which was sitting unplugged on my desk—lit up.I didn't want to look at it, but the screen was glowing bright white. I picked it up. There was a single new text message from my own phone number: “You left the back door unlocked.”
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