Woman Discovers Secret Bunker in Backyard—What She Found Inside Left Her Shaking
That didn’t make sense. The temperature drops, the crushed garden, the camera feed—something had to have triggered a sensor. Her fingers tapped impatiently as she scrolled through the data again. Still nothing. Disappointed, she sighed and clicked over to the camera footage—her last hope.
She pressed play and watched the grainy black-and-white footage unfold. For several minutes, nothing stirred. The bushes sat still, the night undisturbed. She fast-forwarded, checking timestamps—1:30 a.m., 2:00, 2:45. Nothing. Her chest sank.
Then, just past 3:00 a.m.—movement.
Rose froze. Behind the daisy bushes, the thick hedge trembled faintly—barely noticeable. She leaned closer. For a moment, nothing. Then, a blurred figure slipped through the frame, low to the ground, moving swiftly. Her breath caught; her finger hovered over the pause button.
She rewound and replayed the clip, heart pounding. Each time, the same result—a dark shape shifting behind the daisies, almost gliding, features blurred by poor lighting and camera angle. Person? Animal? Something else?
She sank back in her chair, pulse roaring in her ears. A squatter? An animal? Something worse?
