Murky lights flashed in the darkness. The street was quiet except for one or two cars zooming. Quietly, the soft breeze ran through the weary trees while they sway sadly. It was night time and everyone was gone- well nearly everyone. Confined roads were empty; The twinkling, silver stars shone. Lucy and her friend, Amy, were out and about. Their chatter; giggling were echoing. When they found a bench to sit, opposite a streetlight, blinking sadly. Where both their shadows appear, suddenly, before noticing, a horrible, dark shadow emerged. Terrified, they reached their death of paleness, strangled by petrified ghosts.