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.

From a distance, the resemblance to the that in the tattered memory resonated with a deep pang of fear.

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.

What lingered here was anything but soothing after he woke and felt the tiny spoon nestled under his chin.