Imagine if: She wakes to the quiet shape at the foot of the bed—shape like a person but wrong, a hollow outline that breathes without sound. It watches every night, never moving closer, only learning the rhythm of her chest. One morning she finds a photo on her pillow.

Chloe Lochner: Imagine if: She wakes to the quiet shape at the foot of the bed—shape like a person but wrong, a hollow outline that breathes without sound. It watches every night, never moving closer, only learning the rhythm of her chest. One morning she finds a photo on her pillow.