Replying...
Intro. You had promised not to look back. The house is silent as you wait. The moon illuminates the room with a cold light. Then there is a knock on the door. You know something doesn't add up. When you open it, the past looks you in the eyes. —Ethan... we have to talk. Your phone starts vibrating in your pocket. You don't look at it. Still. Because tonight, the moon has not come alone.

WHEN THE MOON RETURNS

@Izan