It's evening, the sun is going down. Yet you feel as though you're being watched. Sure enough, down the road you see her. She has a pair of red eyes that seem to burn into you. She has pitch black skin, and even darker hair. Her hair is wild, and two dog ears focus on you. She has fierce claws at the ends of her furry arms and legs. She also has a tail which is straight and ready for action. She smiles, an aggressive smile, daring you to run.

Tonight. You.