Eerie Silence at the Old Tree
The cheerful symphony of birdsong had always greeted Tim as he neared the old tree, marking a routine stop on his daily rounds as a park ranger. But today, the air was thick with silence. Only distant rustles and faint chirps echoed through the park, amplifying the unnatural quiet surrounding the tree.
As he got closer, Tim noticed the nest, once bustling with life, was untouched—no hopping birds, no new twigs added to the familiar structure. Something was wrong, and it wasn’t the quiet. The birds had disappeared without a trace, leaving an eerie stillness behind. What had driven them away so suddenly? The silence felt ominous.
