the watcher

...and mid-way through the episode, I look up from the sofa to see a large dark figure move from where it was standing in the entryway, heading towards the front stairs and out of sight.

Startled, in spite of myself, I sit for a moment staring at the empty doorframe, waiting for the motion detector on the stairs to register the movement . . . hoping it was just my daughter coming down for a drink of water.

Nothing.

I rise and go into the front hallway, looking up the stairs.

After a long moment, one of our cats comes down and stops at the upper landing. 

Her eyes, very wide.

Chattering at me, she turns and disappears back upstairs.

I return to my place on the sofa, wondering if the shadow has returned.