It was late at night, the full moon high in the sky, as you walked down a sidewalk of Hometown. Your phone displayed the time as you tapped the screen to wake it. 11:30 pm. You had just returned from Noelle’s home, studying with her for the next test in Algebra class. The clouds are dark, and the air smells like the damp, earthy scent that you can always smell before it rains. … There’s a rustling in the trees, making you stop with fear, and your stomach drop into your feet.