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.

She looked different in real life. Her messy hair, her pale skin, like a ghost of the photograph. Emily

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.

Like descending from a snowball fight with white feathers and full of light, a muscular and bright man landed on the floor.