Mystery Under the Lens

Under the microscope, the fur sample seemed even stranger. Dr. Morgan adjusted the lens, and his focus sharpened as he compared it against a database. His fingers moved quickly, typing in data, hoping for a match. As the search results loaded, dread settled over him. “This isn’t right,” he muttered under his breath, clicking on another search.

Each attempt ended with “No Match Found,” increasing his unease. Hours passed, and the silence in the back room deepened. The fur’s unusual pattern defied logic, leaving him with only unsettling questions and no answers. What was he dealing with? He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.