Ghost Stories

Casey picked up the note she found on the fridge and read the last paragraph. "Thanks for filling in to babysit Jacob on such short notice. His bed time is at 9 and his favorite food is pizza. I'll be back at 11.” It was already half past 9, and Casey had nothing more to do. She flipped through the channels on the TV, until she found a report on a mass murderer within the area. She looked above the TV to notice a man standing outside the house in the snow right outside the window. He was smiling. He seemed to match the profile of the murderer exactly. She picked up the phone and began to dial 911. Then, before she could press the phone to her ear, she dropped the phone in shock. There were no footprints in the snow. It was his reflection.