Chapter 2
At first nothing changed. After that first night, after I'd agreed to help the ethereal being who had appeared to me, I had expected… well, something. But he'd merely moved into the shadows of my room and, literally, faded from existence. I'd fallen asleep filled with anxiety, unsure if I'd seen him at all, and I woke wondering if it had been some hyper-realistic dream.
Nothing changed.
For several weeks, I was sure I must have imagined the entire encounter.
But then... Something was different.
It was not tangible, or something I could even have begun to describe. Just a feeling of not being alone, even when no one else was around. I would close my eyes, and feel something there. Something just out of reach, like trying to recall the details of a dream after you've been woken suddenly.
What is it, I had wondered to myself as I sat in my room and pondered the sensation that was plaguing me. And the question itself had felt wrong.
Not 'what'.
Something shifted in the periphery of my vision, and I glanced up quickly.
The being, there and not there, stood in the far corner of my room as he had the first night. But now, my mind racing, I noticed several differences. He no longer appeared frail, or broken. His gaze was on me, stronger, darker, more guarded.
I held my breath.
No, I thought, definitely not 'What'.
Who.
This one is short. I assure you, they'll get longer as the story progresses.
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