She Saw It Clearly — Then It Was Gone | After Midnight

Erin grew up surrounded by stories she wasn’t meant to hear all at once.

Her mother spoke carefully about certain moments from childhood — a church attic, a game that went wrong, a sense that some doors, once opened, never fully close again. Erin learned early that silence could be protective.

Her own experience came years later, in a place that felt ordinary and safe. No warnings. No buildup. Just a brief moment where something appeared that did not belong — and then behaved as though it had never been there at all.

What unsett...