The Men Only We Could See-kybie

The car went silent.

Dead silent.

My father and I stared at the phone screen like it was lying to us.

But it wasn’t.

It couldn’t be.

The video was clear.

Too clear.

The gate opened…

My mother stood there…

Smiling.

Laughing.

Touching…

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Yet—

We had seen them.

Seventeen men.

Tall.

Muscular.

Real.

“Play it again,” Dad said, his voice low.

I did.

Same thing.

No men.

Just Mom… alone.

Acting like she was welcoming invisible guests.

A chill crawled up my spine.

“Daddy…” I whispered, “we’re not crazy, right?”

He didn’t answer immediately.