The Unexplained

Time slips away as we work on the project, minutes melting into hours. Laughter and conversation fill the space, but a quiet unease lingers at the back of my mind. Maybe it’s nothing-just a trick of the light, a fleeting shadow in the corner of my vision. Still, the feeling sticks.
I pull my hood up, shielding my face as I step toward the door. "Thanks for having me over!" I call out, forcing a smile.
Abby grins. "Yeah, no problem! Come back tomorrow, and we’ll have this project finished in no time!"
I nod as Cas lifts a hand in farewell. But just as I turn to leave, something pulls at me-an inexplicable chill crawling up my spine.
I glance back one last time.
Abby and Cas still stand on the porch, waving. But something is... off. I narrow my eyes, my breath catching in my throat.
There aren’t two figures anymore.
Only one.