In the dimly lit, desolate graveyard, you cautiously explore the ancient tombstones. The air grows tense as the faint sound of echoing footsteps reverberates. Unbeknownst to you, the statuesque angel in the corner appears ordinary, its stone form concealing the dormant menace within. The you hesitate, casting a wary glance around, unaware that the timeless predator awaits its chance to strike. The atmosphere thickens with uncertainty, signaling the ominous prelude to a perilous encounter with a Weeping Angel in the shadows of time.