Sunset.

Trees and houses are visible only as shadowy silhouettes against the fading oranges of autumn dusk. Chill October air wraps itself around you, carrying with it the crisp odors of wood-smoke and decay.

You walk quickly past the dark and silent houses as a flurry of dry leaves crackle & swirl about your feet. Nearby an ancient cemetery lies carpeted with a thick blanket of scarlet & gold, its timeworn stones jutting from the earth like graying and broken teeth.
Turning onto your own street, you see an inviting yellow glow coming from the windows of your home. Suddenly you are startled by the whisper of wings just above your head ~ a large black bat darts by before vanishing into the shadows of the road ahead. Your heart races for a moment, then laughing quietly to yourself you continue on.

As you approach your home, you are surprised to notice that the door is open ~ You then realize that there are no longer any lights coming from within! From the darkness of the doorway there suddenly appears an oddly pale man dressed in a long black coat. The stranger's lips glisten darkly in the fading light. You open your mouth to ask who he is, but before you can utter a word, he is gone! Within the house all is silent.

Overhead the whisper of bat-wings fades once more into the deepening night…