08/07/2026
"I'm sorry... I hope I'm not too late," he whispered.
The icy wind swept across the deserted lakeshore as David tightened his grip on the cardboard box he had just taken from his trunk.
To anyone else, it looked like nothing more than a box of winter donations covered by a soft blue knitted blanket. But David knew it held something that could change the fate of countless lives. Step by step, he walked toward the water's edge and gently lowered the box onto the damp grass.
Then he froze.
"What..."
He picked it up again.
"It's... too light."
His heartbeat pounded in his ears as he tore away the blue blanket.
The box...
Was completely empty.
"No..." he whispered, stumbling backward. "Who took it?"
Only the sound of the freezing wind answered him.
He stared across the dark lake, his voice barely audible.
"If it's gone... who's going to stop what's coming now?"
At that exact moment...
A sharp metallic click echoed from the tall reeds behind him.
David didn't move.
Someone had been there all along.
And it seemed they had been waiting for this exact moment.
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