Closet Monster Direct

Then he was gone, a small gray blur slipping into the brighter dark of the hallway.

“You can keep the mask,” he said. “If you want. Sometimes it helps to see what’s already there.” Closet Monster

Felix’s patchy wings buzzed once, twice. “I’ll learn. Maybe I’ll scare a few nightmares of my own.” He glanced back, amber eyes soft. “Hey, kid. The stuff you’re hiding? It doesn’t have to live in a closet forever.” Then he was gone, a small gray blur