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.

The resemblance was uncanny. It's her. Her small figure, her raven black hair, and her emerald green eyes. They are all the exact same.

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 hard to describe. It seemed human and inhuman at the same time. It's figure resembled a human's but it's face....