It was the kind of neighborhood people describe as “safe” without thinking twice about it. A quiet suburban street lined with nearly identical houses, two-car garages, and neatly edged lawns. Porch lights glowed softly, not because anyone was afraid, but out of habit. Families waved to each other on weekends, and children rode bikes in slow circles until dinner was called. On that particular night, everything seemed perfectly ordinary. The air was still, curtains were…
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