Snow is pristine when it is untouched. It’s scary, though, to see footprints in the snow that you know you didn’t make leading up to your house and no additional footprints walking away as if whoever made them in the snow never left.
The winter is just starting and already there are nights when the temperature has dropped to zero. When you live in a spread out area and have to drive to get anywhere, it’s scary to think you are frozen in place because of the weather. It takes a long time for your car to warm up and be ready to go. Black ice in the roads slows you down from making a quick retreat from a bad situation. You could also get snowed in and physically be unable to leave. Then you couldn’t escape whatever is out there.
Tonight is the winter solstice, the shortest day and longest night of the year. The days will get longer after today, but for tonight the darkness seems endless. Anything can happen in the dark.
The air is cold as winter approaches. Everything seems dead as the temperature drops each night. Sometimes you can get a glimpse of motion or some semblance of life where it seems impossible for it to exist. Here is an isolated bank of fog or smoke of some kind that came out of nowhere and dissipated just as quickly.
Even in a city of 8 million people, late at night you can find yourself completely alone. Those are the times you wonder how many of those 8 million are completely psychotic.
There’s a solitary house at the end of a long road by the beach. Trick or treaters know never to go down there for candy. The windows are covered up with sheets and it is impossible to see in. That doesn’t seem to stop whoever is in the house from trying to see out, though.
Even the clouds can seem menacing when night descends. These clouds look like bats swooping in bringing terror with them.
Recently, my life changed drastically. I lost my job and my apartment and had to move in with relatives in a more rural area outside of the city. I still look for work every day, but it is incredibly humbling and discouraging. The only peace I can seem to find is at night walking around the neighborhood. No one is out on the street except for the crickets. Most of the homes in the area are just vacation homes and are empty now that the summer season is over. A few have timer or motion lights that go on when I pass. Sometimes I wonder if they really are uninhabited or if someone is really in there.
I had to go this way, but there was no way of seeing what was in there. I had a sense that at this exact time, in this exact place, something terrible had happened in the past and was likely to happen again at this exact moment and location.