Young parents noticed that their eldest son entered their younger brother’s room every morning.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she waited for his answer. The dim morning light cast delicate shadows across the room, adding a sense of mystery to the unfolding scene. Her eldest son stared at her with wide, sincere eyes, filled with a deep understanding that seemed beyond his years.

In a shy but serious voice, he whispered, “I have to protect him, Mom. The shadow man comes at night.”

Her mother’s blood ran cold. Thoughts raced through her mind as she tried to make sense of his words.

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