What Happens Tonight?

Jake leaned against the wall near the nursery door, arms crossed, staring at nothing. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the monitor. Hours had passed, and Nimbus still hadn’t moved. Mia finally broke the silence. “We can’t just keep watching this night after night,” she said.

Jake didn’t respond right away. He wasn’t sure if she meant they needed to intervene—or if she was afraid of what would happen if they did. The next 2:13 a.m. was only a few hours away. And the question neither of them could answer yet was simple: what would Nimbus do next?