Bent forward slightly, as if its body were being pulled toward the ground by some invisible weight.
It had no face.
But it stared.
Sophie's fingers found Jude's without needing to search. "That's not a hallucination."
"No," he said.
The shape tilted its head. Not jerky like a creature. Smooth. Intimate.
Jude stepped forward, and the thing vanished behind a tree, without a sound. They waited, breath held. But it didn't return.
"What is it?" Sophie whispered.
"I don't know," Jude said. "But I think it's the reason we're not sleeping."