He sat up straight.
The lights of the cafe had been turned off. He smiled. Soon he would see her again.

It had been a long while since he had last laid eyes on her. fidgeting in anticipation, the tired man leant forward. Peering towards the dark cafe.
The bell jingled as the door opened. A small group exited. The last of the group locking the door behind them. They exchanged their goodbyes and parted company. He gasped. There she was. He ran a gruff hand through his silver hair. Lit up by a street lamp, he got a clear view of her. She looked exactly the same. Her hair shimmering in the moonlight.
Soon they would be reunited
It had taken him so long to find her.
He was so close now.
He stood up, wincing. He’d forgotten he wasn’t a young man anymore.
Making sure to keep his distance, he set off after her. Taking advantage of the shadows to keep himself hidden.
He watched her as she walked up ahead, looking for any sign that she was aware of his presence.
She walked at a steady pace.
He followed her down doth twisting streets until she slowed down as they approached a small cottage at the end of a lane sparsely populated by houses.
He darted behind a tree partway down the lane as he watched her dig through her handbag for her key.
He was so close.
He missed her terribly.
The front door swung shut. A warm glow filled the cottage, spreading from room to room.
The man behind the tree took a deep breath. It was time: His waiting was almost over.
He crept towards the cottage. The hall light was still on. The men headed around the back.
The lock on the back door was ridiculously inadequate. It took less than a minute.
Cautiously he pushed open the door. A
darkened kitchen greeted him. He gently closed the door behind him.
A gas oven. Good. that would be useful.
A short time later, the man left the kitchen. He’s breathing slow and steady. Now that the moment had arrived, a Sense of calm enveloped him. Not long now.
There she was. In her bed.
The covers wrapped around her.
He smiled, looking forward to their reunion.
Reaching the bed he raised his arm, an object grasped tightly in his hand. As he moved towards the bed, the light from a street lamp outside briefly illuminating the item in his hand.
A knife.
His other hand reached out to pull back the quilt. He yanked it back.
Suddenly a flash of white hot pain spread across his back. He spasmed.
As his brain rushed to process the pain in his back, it also registered that under the quilt lay pillows. A child’s ruse.
“Did you really think I didn’t notice you following me? Feel you watching me?”
He grimaced as the silky voice spoke.
The man turned around to face her.
Her face lit up with recognition “You” she breathed. A smile
filling her face.
“I always hoped we’d meet again. It’s been years. I haven’t seen you since?”
“You killed the love of my life and stole her skin.”
The creature wearing his dead wife’s face laughed.
He shuddered. It was her laugh.
The monster had stolen his beloved’s laugh.
The man gasped as a tear ran down his cheek.

“So you came here for revenge?”
That laugh again. Her laugh.
He reached into his pocket.
Absentmindedly wondering where he’d put his knife. He must have dropped it.
Ah well. He didn’t need it. Not now.
He grasped the item, the cold surface a shock, a contrast to the burning pain in his back.
Lifting his head, he forced himself to look at this creature. The last image he wanted to see as he died would be his wife’s face.
“I’m coming my love.”
With a smile, he pulled the lighter from his pocket.
The creature’s face filled with understanding as it lunged towards him.
It wasn’t quick enough.
The explosion levelled the house and took out a few street lamps.
The rescue services found the charred remains of a male whilst searching the rubble. As well as, what appeared to be, a burnt pile of flesh.

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