When I agreed to babysit for a quiet suburban family, I never imagined uncovering a chilling secret in their basement. But one night, young Ben led me into the darkness, revealing a web of obsession that threatened to unravel us all. What we discovered changed our lives forever.
Ben dropped his toy car and looked up at me with big, serious eyes. “Kate,” he said, “there’s something you need to see.”
I tried to smile. “What’s up, Ben?”
He glanced around as if someone might be listening. “It’s in the basement. You gotta come now.”
My stomach twisted. Robert had been clear: “Stay out of the basement.” He said it with a look that dared me to defy him.
I knelt down. “Ben, you know your dad said we can’t go down there. It’s off-limits.”
Ben’s face darkened. “Dad’s not here. Just come. Please.”
His urgency shook me. “Alright, but we have to be quick.”
