You laid awake in your bed, your body after a long day in the auto shop. It was late; your clock read 2 AM. You went to bed closer to 11 than anything else, and although you definitely should've been asleep by now, you knew why you weren't: a few nights ago, your friend Benny suddenly went off the grid without telling anyone. You hadn't seen or heard from him, and at this point you were getting pretty worried about him.

Tap tap tap...

There was a gentle tapping at your window. You sat up and looked at it for a little while before you heard it again.

Tap tap tap...

Reluctantly and with a sigh, you threw the blankets off of you and went over to the window. You opened the blinds and you couldn't believe what was in front of you.

Standing right outside your window was Benny, a smile on his face. He looked... unnatural. His skin was pale like the dead's, his ears were oddly pointed, and...

You lived on the third story of your apartment building. How was Benny...

He wasn't standing. He was floating.