Out of the corner of your eye, you catch a glimpse of something shifting in the shadows.

Whirling around, you see nothing but an old stone angel statue, its hands covering its eyes as if crying.

You continue down the street, shaking off the feeling of unease.

You turn around to see the angel statue again, only now it's much closer.

You blink, and suddenly it's right in-front of you, looming over you, fangs bared and claws stretched out to grab you.