Something Was Hiding Under the Wardrobe
I crouched down and reached underneath the wardrobe, pulling the mysterious object into the light.
The moment I saw it properly, I became even more confused.
It was dusty, oddly shaped, and looked as though it had been sitting there untouched for years. I had absolutely no idea what it was—and I wasn’t about to pick it up with my bare hands.
So I grabbed a tissue and carefully lifted it.
That didn’t help.
I turned it around, inspected it from different angles, and tried to figure out what I was looking at. The more I examined it, the less sense it made.
Was it part of an old electronic device?
Could it have come from a beauty product?
Maybe it was a broken piece of some household item.
Every possibility seemed convincing for a few seconds, but none of them quite fit.
