The thing sat there, gleaming in the early light, its edges folding in on themselves like an organic puzzle. I half expected it to twitch. Or burst. Or do something.
Instead, it stayed perfectly still.
Curiosity Wins (Barely)
Despite the fear, curiosity pulled harder.
I stepped closer, each footfall feeling strangely loud in the quiet garden. I crouched down, careful not to touch it, studying the surface. It looked fleshy. Smooth. Almost rubbery.
Up close, it felt less like a threat and more like something paused mid-creation.
Still, there’s something uniquely unsettling about staring at something unknown in your own backyard — a place that’s supposed to be familiar and safe.
And like any modern human confronted with mystery, I reached for my phone.
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