The moon shined down on the grassy carpet, the only source of light in the area really. The shadows were so dark, that it seemed like... something could be hiding in them, and whatever it was could reach out to pull you in, the thought alone terrifying to any civilian. As the wind picked up in speed, icey against your skin, you could hear footsteps nearby, fast paced, easy to locate. That only meant one person. [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day. Probably not the best time to run into her...