It was easy enough to mistake for leaves at first, the way its limbs bent at odd angles, the way it writhed and twisted with the wind, the way it slunk closer and further away every time she blinked. It hadn't been up there during the day, that much she was sure of. She'd would have spotted it in an instant, or so she like to think.
The reality was that she didn't quite know when it had climbed into the tree or why it decided that remaining perched outside her bedroom window suited it best but their eyes had been locked for a good half hour now. At least, she thought she was looking into its eyes - it was just outside of the light and seemed intent on staying there.
She knew she could simply lift her hand up and turn on her phone's torch to illuminate the rest of it, to see if it was the creature it appeared to be or an idiotic boy from her school filming her fear for minor fame. There was something about the way it moved towards her that made her doubt it was someone she knew from school, made her doubt it was even remotely human.
One simple movement would confirm this though. Just raising her hand and tapping the torch icon would show it as either human or not but she couldn't find it in herself to do this. There's comfort in ignorance, a bravery in uncertainty that meant she felt safer watching an outline dart back and forth with no real intent to fully enter or retreat.
She was certain that this would end before morning.
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