When I could hear the dog's heart, I was spared death
Language: en
This time, as usual, I went out to walk the dog. After returning, just as I was about to lie down in the bedroom to rest, I thought I heard my dog's thoughts. "How odd, there seems to be a strange odor in the house." "It smells bad, like the scent of a stranger." I remembered the dismemberment case my husband had mentioned to me last night, and it sent shivers down my spine. I didn't care if I was imagining things; staying safe was my top priority. Just as I reached for the leash to head out, there was a knock on the door, and I heard my husband's voice. "Phoebe, open the…