As Trisha looked at Dashiell, she weighed whether it was a good idea to share the strange things with him. The unusual things that happened lately all swirled in her mind.
Finally, trusting her instincts, she decided to open up.
"Dashiell, there's something I need to talk to you about," she began, her voice steady but tinged with concern. "Things have been a bit odd lately. The tourists seem different according to some reports, and I found some strange messages after the power outage. There was also a man who tried to attack me. I don't know if it's all connected, but I thought you should know."
"Care to explain to me? What do you have in your mind exactly? Tell me everything."
Trisha recounted her story, Dashiell listening intently, his brow furrowed with concern. When she was finished, he let out a sigh, shaking his head.
