Brooke's POV
I couldn't stop shivering as I walked down the path leading into the park. Daniel could be anywhere. The swings were making creepy creaking noises in the wind, the leaves rustling together noisily. I scanned the lot, wondering where Daniel was. I continued on further down the path, flinching as an owl hooted nearby. I passed the spot where James and I had met up, the only happy thought that was in my mind at the moment.
"Daniel?" I called out softly, waiting desperately for him to call out to me. I stopped in my tracks, seeing a figure standing just 10 feet in front of me. It was too dark to see him clearly. He motioned for me to follow him, and I did. He led me into a grove of trees, where it was dark and eery.
"Brooke." he said, his voice making my skin crawl.
"Daniel."
