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.

It was her. But how? He had seen the woman in the coffin before it had been closed and lowered into the ground.

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.

“No!” Jerry shouted, clutching tightly at the woman’s hand. But the creature reached out with a tentacle and wrapped it around the two of them, pulling them closer to its wide opened mouth.