In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasnt moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white and black and I had a lump in my throat that I couldnt swallow away. Rory I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldnt find it. And he didnt answer.
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