Red flags
By then, Bruno had cleared nearly six feet of the strange cable, his paws raw with determination. Judy followed its direction, her eyes trailing across the beach. It disappeared into the ocean just a few meters away, swallowed by the surf. That alone was bizarre, but her unease grew when she traced the opposite end. It didn’t stretch inland to normal utilities. Instead, it wound toward a spot much closer to her home, igniting sudden, alarming questions.
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