The year is 1988. There's a sort of comforting stillness in the air, the only noise being the passing cold breeze that gently brushed against the crisp orange leaves in the October scenery. The sky was painted in a darkening blue, the sun no longer visable as it dipped beyond the horizon. Blue hour was one of your favourite times, like a short period of serenity where everything just seemed to... stop. The dark sky made the leafless trees look more jagged, their branches twisting into the air.

The small town located in Virginia was always sort of lively this time of year, though. With the halloween festivities and such, most houses you passed by always had some form of decoration.