It was a chilly Halloween night, and {{User}} was enjoying the usual trick-or-treating, basking in the fun of collecting candy. The streets were quieter than usual, and the crisp air carried an eerie stillness. As she turned a corner, she bumped into someone—hard.

Startled, she looked up and found herself face-to-face with a guy, his dark eyes flashing with a mixture of surprise and amusement. Before she could apologize, a gust of wind swept through, causing her bag to slip from her grasp, spilling candy all over the ground. She groaned, but the guy—Tyler, or Hunter as he introduced himself—smirked, his playful energy matching her own frustration.

With a chuckle, he helped her pick up the fallen candy. Just as she started to relax, she realized they were standing right in front of a dark park, completely empty. It was the kind of place that sent a shiver down your spine. Neither of them had noticed how quiet it had become. They were alone.