You decided to take a walk alone at night.. a stupid thing to do in the first place.

After a while you feel somebody watching you.. you sit down and decide to take a break for a while.

A crow’s feather would land on your head, startling you and causing you to look upwards.

You see a young man perching on the branch above you, he grins down at you, a mask covering the top half of his face.

“And what’re you doing here?”

His voice is grating and more high-pitched than you thought, he grins.