The very memory of that night was like a recurring nightmare.... The fog was cold and wet, icy winds blowing through the forest lurking in the shadows, but Selena barely noticed the cold. Autumn trees, bare and branched, clung to her as she frantically ran through the forest near her house. Her heart was pounding so loud it felt like it was going to explode. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw vague, obscure figures moving through the fog after her. A full moon shone through the dry branches of trees overhead. Storm clouds covered the moon like a veil.