Every morning, right at the same time, a pensioner stepped onto his porch to find a fresh loaf of bread wrapped neatly in plastic. At first, he thought it was a kind gesture from a neighbor, perhaps someone who noticed his solitude. The bright label on the package, however, carried the name of a store he had never heard of—strangely foreign, almost unsettling. Though touched by the thought of kindness, he never dared eat it. Something about the mystery gnawed at him.
The following days brought the same scene: the same bread, the same wrapping, placed with uncanny precision. No letter, no explanation, no sign of who was behind it. The old man began to wonder if it was some government program for seniors, yet none of his neighbors mentioned anything similar. His curiosity soon turned to unease. Why him? Why so secretive? And why always at the exact same hour?
On the fourth day, determined to solve the mystery, he dusted off his old video camera and set it up to watch the porch through the night. The next morning, he replayed the tape—and what he saw left him frozen in shock. At precisely four o’clock, a small drone appeared out of the darkness, hovered silently, and gently lowered the bread onto his porch before vanishing back into the sky. It wasn’t a neighbor. It wasn’t social services. This was something else entirely.
With trembling hands, he carried the bread and the recording straight to the police. After reviewing the footage, the officers exchanged uneasy glances. They explained that the packaging bore the logo of a foreign company already under investigation for suspicious activities. The “free bread” wasn’t charity—it was part of a larger, hidden operation unfolding right in their community. And the pensioner had unknowingly stumbled into the middle of it.
