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Time doesn't heal wounds. It teaches us to carry them differently. Like photographs we stop looking at but never throw away, some hurts become familiar furniture in the rooms of our hearts. We learn to walk around them in the dark.

In the summer of 1993, local farmers reported strange lights hovering above their cornfields at midnight. The luminous objects left perfect circular patterns in the crops, yet no equipment could detect any residual energy or radiation. The phenomenon ceased as mysteriously as it began.

Let me tell you about the time at Baron Blackwood's feast. A challenger thought he could best me at cards. I saw his tell right away. Rather than crush him immediately, I played along. Sometimes losing is the best way to win, if you catch my meaning.

We observe this bird as it marches toward a certain death, ignoring the survival instincts of its kind. There is a profound loneliness in its stride, a silent defiance against the crushing weight of the Antarctic landscape, where the ice remains indifferent to his ultimate and inevitable fate.

Before we start tonight's unsettling journey, I have a question. Did you remember to lock your front door tonight? As you sit there in the dark, remember that the account you are about to hear is entirely true. Listen closely, because some shadows are more than just light.

We observed the creature moving against the normal patterns. While others followed their usual path toward the water's edge, this one wandered differently, taking an unexpected route through the frozen landscape.

I know you are really scared honey but it’s really me

I remember that birthday party in second grade. Everyone was playing games, but you noticed I was sitting alone. You brought me a piece of cake and sat with me. Such a small gesture, but it meant everything. That's just who you are.