Story 105: The Silent Watcher

Evan was lost in the world of music, his headphones shielding him from the quiet stillness of the house. The soft glow of his laptop illuminated his face, reflecting the feline silhouette sticker on its lid. His cat, Luna, perched on the desk, watching him with unblinking eyes. The room was calm, the kind of stillness that felt almost too perfect, as if the world was holding its breath.

But there was something Evan couldn't sense, something that lurked just beyond his awareness. The air was thick with a presence he had not noticed, and the darkness in the corner of the room seemed to stretch, as if it were alive.