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 wasn’t her…He knew it was hopeless. He never should have come her. And now he’d be in trouble for not showing up to work.

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.

“I’m losing it,” Jerry thought. “I’ve wasted all this time chasing a dream, and now I’m hallucinating.”