A nervous realisation
This wasn’t a trick of the light. It wasn’t a camera glitch or some reflection. The flash in the background was real. It was artificial and deliberate. Which could only mean one terrifying thing—someone was inside the cabin. Watching them. Possibly photographing them. The cold truth settled like a stone in Emily’s stomach. Her breathing turned shaky, eyes still locked on the screen. “Jason, what do we do?” she asked nervously.
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