I could pull off the perfect disappearing act. I’d make myself invisible and you wouldn’t even realize it.

You’d just feel like there’s something missing, like something’s not how it’s supposed to be. An undefined, yet perfect sense of not-rightness.

I’ve always wanted to test it, but never managed to determine the right moment, the right situation for this particular experiment.

Perhaps I’ll put it into practice pretty soon. I’d be standing right in front of you, but you wouldn’t be able to see me, not really…