The night was dark and eerie, with a thick fog rolling in off the sea. The only sound was the occasional cry of a distant owl, its haunting call echoing through the stillness. The moon was hidden behind a veil of clouds, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. In the distance, lightning flickered across the sky, illuminating the silhouettes of twisted trees and gnarled branches. A chill wind blew through the air, carrying with it an air of dread and foreboding. All was quiet, except for the beating of my own heart and the distant rumble of thunder.