The chill night air bit through the fabric of her dress, causing the lovely young woman to shiver slightly as gooseflesh broke out across her bare arms and her nipples stiffened ever so slightly.  Hugging herself with slender, white arms, Jenny stepped onto the deserted street as she watched the train pull away from the station.<br/><br/>Fishing out her sister's letter from her purse, she reread Isabelle's fateful last words.<em>Strangers in cloaks... Goat... The Woods....</em>.  A sudden gust of wind sent refuse tumbling through the street, a discarded old newspaper blowing up against her shapely legs.  Picking up the flapping piece of paper, Jenny scanned the headlines...<em>Sightings in the Woods...</em><br/><br/>Steeling her courage, she set forth down the street towards her destination...