In our Airbnb, a blinking smoke detector hid a camera. We packed and fled. From a diner, I posted a warning—only to get a reply:
“You fool, that wasn’t a camera. It was our transmitter. Now you’ve broken it— and they’ll come looking.”
That’s when I noticed a red laser dot in one of my photos. It wasn’t just spying—it was a setup.
That night I learned: sometimes the walls we trust for safety are only traps in disguise.