I saw something strange on the floor at home and wanted to touch it, but suddenly it started moving: I was horrified when I realized that it was

No sound.

I crouched slightly, narrowing my eyes, trying to figure out what I was looking at.

The color was too bright to be natural.

Almost artificial.

Like it had been painted that way on purpose.

For a moment, I actually reached out my hand.

Just to pick it up.

Move it.

Figure it out.

And that’s when everything changed.