The path across the park moved right next to the edge of the woods, and as she approached it, she heard a... Rustling noise, and, strangly, what sounded like a dog howling in the distance.  There was a chill breeze in the night, and the park darkened as an errant cloud seemed to cover the moon, few lights seemed to be set along the walkway, just enough that she could be sure to stay on the paved surface, but it was hard to see much except the distant lights of shops and the hotel, and the few golden... Cones of light from the streetlamps.