The fog enveloped the trees and the dark sky made each branch oddly exaggerated, like a silhouette with a life of its own. As I walked by the streetlamps, the lights faded in and out, hidden and then reappearing behind the few remaining leaves. As I walked up the road I passed a car, parked on the side, with the lights off. Upon passing it, I noticed someone was sitting inside, watching me. I began to move more quickly and in the distance a figure appeared. It looked like some sort animal. My initial impression was a wolf. Suddenly its eyes glinted, reflecting the moon and I almost leap out of my shoes.
Then I saw the person was talking on the phone and the animal was just the friendly neighborhood dog, Sasha. The eeriness was good while it lasted.