Suburban Shadow

At 3:00 AM, in an ordinary suburban backyard, the silence often held a deceptive

peace. This night, however, was different. The camera watched.

Then, a flicker, a distortion in the familiar landscape. Something moved in

the periphery, almost imperceptible. A pale, slender form began to emerge.

Faster than thought, it glided across the frame, a whisper of darkness.

Disappearing behind the old shed, leaving only the chilling question: what was that?