My wife keeps leaving the house at 2 AM. Last night, I followed her.
I thought my wife was cheating.
For months, she'd quietly leave our house after I fell asleep and return hours later.
Every time, her clothes were different.
Her feet were covered in mud.
And whenever I asked where she'd been, she'd just say:
"I don't remember."
I eventually stopped asking.
Then one night, she cut her hand badly in the kitchen.
The next morning, the wound was completely gone.
That's when I decided to follow her.
At around 2 AM, she slipped out of bed.
I waited a few seconds, then followed her into the woods.
She ran deep into the forest like she'd done it a hundred times before.
Then she started removing her clothes.
That's when I noticed what was hanging from the trees.
Human-shaped skins.
Dozens of them.
My wife stopped beneath one of the trees and began shaking violently.
Her skin started peeling away.
Not like a wound.
Like she was taking off a suit.
A few seconds later, she stepped out of her entire outer layer and stood there completely different.
I accidentally stepped on a branch.
CRACK.
She turned.
She saw me.
For the first time since I'd known her, my wife looked terrified.
She walked toward me and whispered:
"Please don't make me explain this here."