Dwight Cullen stared into space, his eyes wide with disbelief. The words that had come through the speaker continued to echo in his mind, he couldn't help but chant “Wow, wow, wow.” He muttered the words under his breath, as if saying them out loud would help him grasp their reality. His wife, Mandy, could see the shock written all over his face, and her anxiety grew with each second. “Dwight, what happened? Who was that?” she asked, her voice trembling with worry. She reached out to touch his arm, trying to ground him, but he remained motionless, staring into space. He finally turned to her, his expression unreadable. “Don’t worry about it, Mandy,” he said softly. “Just go to bed. Everything will be fine.” Mandy didn’t believe him for a second. Her heart pounded as if an invisible drummer had taken residence in her chest, pounding out a rhythm of unease. She watched as Dwight got into their ragged bed, pulling the covers over himself with a peace that only increased her anxiet
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