Through the glass window, I see a silhouette - barely an outline in the near darkness. It’s sitting in the seat Kai had been in previously, unmoving. I blink my eyes hard - I must be mistaken.

But then it moves.

A hand reaches out into the snippet of light to grab the hat.

I’m frozen. Silent.

I can hear it. Even through the door, I can hear it. 

His voice.

A horn blares.

The silhouette rises with the hat and places it on its head. And in a brief second, the shadow catches a face.

The horn rings louder.

I try not to scream as I rip my nightgown and run back to my cabin.