I kissed my wife goodbye and watched her drive off to work

a hallucination, a glitch in the system.

But I knew it wasn’t.

I pulled out my phone and checked the recorded events from the camera.

There it was.

The timestamp confirmed it was from just a few minutes ago.

The video showed her, clear as day, sitting, staring, holding that terrifying message.

I watched as, a few seconds after the recording started, she continue reading …