Stray Dogs Surround Same Car Every Day, Then Someone Finally Looks Inside

External inspection

Abby scanned the building for signs of life. Windows gaped like hollow eyes, glass long gone. Moss crept stubbornly up the stone walls.

Then, something unusual: a faint, flickering light glowing from the second floor. It pulsed weakly against the dark, out of place in such decay. It looked purposeful, like someone wanted it noticed.