Chapter Three Hundred and Fourteen

They had to park the cars down the road and then continue their journey on foot. The night was cold as it had rained that evening. Which was good because everyone was indoors. The last thing they wanted was humans to get hurt or witness a fight. Best to do this as low key as possible.

They could see the faint shadows of towering, tall trees side by side in the woods. All the critters are asleep and there were no sounds of angry drivers racing down the nearby highway, or shouts of children playing. The faint howling of the wind sounded like ghosts swarming the city on Halloween.

Soon, Jacob and his friends were leading them into the woods and Isabella shivered. Samson sensed it and he put an arm around her waist.

"I shouldn't have listened to you" he whispered. "You should have stayed at home"

"Too bad it's too late for you to send me back now" she replied. "Why did we come without weapons anyways?"