An eerie silence loomed in the street. It was vaguely calm and serene. The girl could hear her own footsteps. It was a usual day in her ordinary life. Yet she could feel fuzzy darkness creep inside her heart. She had an intuition that something bad was about to happen. Something she could never predict in the sanity of her intelligent and overtly critical mind.
The anticipation ran chills down her spine. Shivering, she took a hurried glance at her surroundings. It was pitch dark everywhere, which was penetrated by the yellow municipal street lamps that fenced either side of the road in a long straight line.
Behind them, the tall trees shooshed and whistled as a steady breeze swept the dried leaves into the sky before plopping them off everywhere.
On closer inspection, she found them to
