"Ma'am, why does everyone here look at us that way?" Jared asked, trying to keep his tone light even as unease crawled up his spine.
The old woman's hands trembled, just once, before she forced a smile. "Think nothing of it. They're all good people. Rest now. I'll fetch supper..."
She then slipped out, the door thudding shut behind her like the final word in a grim sentence.
Jared met Sylvia's eyes across the dim room. Neither spoke, but in that silent exchange, they laid out every fear.
Something here is wrong... We need to be ready to run.
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