No one second look at him, no one gave him a second thought. James Matthew walked among the crowd of pedestrians with his head hung low. Not really standing out in any way, James preferred this feeling of invisibility from the rest of the world. Usually he stayed out of the way of the common population as a force of habit, however; today James felt the additional need to remain hidden from the spotlight from the mood he was in this evening.<span style="font-style: italic"><br/>Another day has gone by and still I have nothing to show for it.</span>he bitterly spat out in his thoughts.<span style="font-style: italic"> No job, low on money, and barely a place to call home. Is this what my life is to be?</span><br/><br/>He trudged along the streets of the city until he suddenly found himself at the entrance of the children's park near him apartment. The rusted gate still unlocked and rattling in the night wind.<br/>"I should cut through the park," he muttered to himself, "save me some time getting back home..." James took a step forward, but abruptly stopped in place.<br/><br/>The air had suddenly grown ice cold, and a frozen shiver ran down his the length of his spine. More than that, he could feel a dark and twisted aura heavily emitting from the park. Each intense feeling like a hundred pound weight slowly pulling him down. Every fiber of his being screamed in agony at him to run as far away from this park as possible, but a sudden urge began stirring within him.<br/><br/>"I...I want to know what's going on inside the park." he admitted out loud, slowly creeping his way out of sight to see what was happening. He remained in the shadows of the large trees and moss covered structures and glanced at what was going on.