~Ivy The night was quiet. Too quiet. That kind of stillness that felt like it was waiting to snap. I stood by the window, arms folded, watching the moon carve a silver line across the trees. Kyle was absent from school throughout today. That was very unlike him. I told myself he was probably chasing some squirrel or sulking somewhere dramatic, but that gut-deep knot said otherwise. A breeze blew a piece of paper into my room through my window. The writing on the paper read: “look outside” In that same moment, I noticed movement outside my window. I narrowed my eyes. Just at the edge of the trees, someone stood, cloaked in darkness. Not moving. Not even swaying with the breeze. Just… watching. A rational person would’ve shut the window and gone to bed. I wasn’t feeling particularly rational tonight. I stepped outside, quietly, my feet brushing the dewy grass. The moment I reached the edge of the tree line, the figure turned, slowly, deliberately. He was wearing a long robe,
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