I forced myself to take a steadying breath and remembered that fear often fills in the unknown with the worst possible answers. So, instead of panicking, I stepped closer—carefully, slowly—and realized I couldn’t identify it at all. It didn’t behave like an animal, nor did it resemble anything I had seen in the yard before. Determined to find clarity, I took out my phone, snapped a photo, and began searching online for explanations. I typed in the simplest terms I could think of: “red slimy thing in garden with bad smell.” Instantly, the search engine flooded with possibilities, some scientific, some humorous, some absolutely unrelated. But one result kept appearing—a harmless, natural phenomenon that people often mistake for something frightening. That alone eased my breath a little. Perhaps this wasn’t a crisis. Perhaps it was simply something nature had placed in my path to remind me how quickly our minds jump to fear.