I step into the night
Enveloped by the dense fog
Streetlights broken by the trees
Casting their dancing shadows against the now quiet train
The wind begins
Dogs howl protest in the distance
It chases the warmth from me
Introducing the unease it offers
I stand there paralyzed
Filled with dread, sorrow and desire
I wait for the plot to thicken
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