But as soon as she approached her husband’s grave, something seemed strange. At first, she thought it was a play of light. Then she squinted — and her heart sank. Right next to the slab, almost under the flowers, there was a dark, uneven hole in the ground. As if someone was digging from inside. Or… from outside?

The woman stopped abruptly, struggling to hold back a tremble. The flowers slipped from her hands and fell beside the hole. Her chest tightened, as if the air had lessened. She stepped closer and slowly knelt down.