A clue, but no proof
Later, the geologist called again, this time in a more restrained and cautious tone. He confessed that although his theory about the sinkhole having a human origin had some technical basis, he still lacked concrete evidence to support it. “It’s just a hunch, really,” he admitted honestly. This revelation left Mark and Erika even more upset. They had been hoping to finally get some solid answers, something that would make sense of everything they were experiencing – but instead they were left with more doubts. The mystery of the sinkhole, far from clearing up, only deepened.
A Clue, But No Proof
Restless night
That night, Mark and Erika lay side by side, but sleep seemed worlds away. The day’s revelations swirled incessantly in their minds, intertwining with the fears, doubts and frustrations accumulated over the last few weeks. The idea that the sinkhole might have been man-made – and not a natural phenomenon – cast a new and unsettling shadow over everything. They turned to each other, exchanging whispered words in an attempt to find some comfort, but answers kept eluding them. The uncertainty was overwhelming, and each new thought seemed to take them further away from peace. The room, in silence, had become a mirror of their inner state: restless, tense and plunged into an ever deeper mystery.
Restless Night
