Night Owls

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.

Filled with trepidation, his eyes fixed on her still figure. His palms became clammy and the photograph felt like a heavy rock rooting him to his seat.

All at once a blinding light coursed through the space. Jerry and the woman froze. And then a creature appeared, seemingly from the air itself.

It was cloaked in black and was impossible to pin with thier eyes. "Silence" it uttered,its voice a whisper.