She whispered in disbelief, realizing it wasn’t a snake. "It can't be," she murmured, her eyes wide with shock. George nodded solemnly. "It's not," he confirmed. Martha took a step closer, her fear mingling with curiosity. "Then what is it?" she asked, her voice shaking. George glanced at the team before speaking. "It's something much rarer," he said. Martha felt a chill run down her spine. "Tell me," she insisted. "I need to know."