As the sun set on the small town of legrand, a sense of unease began to settle over the streets. The normally bustling neighborhood was eerily quiet, as if everyone had suddenly vanished into thin air.

Anna locked the door of her quaint little shop, flipping the sign to "closed" before making her way home. She lived just a few blocks away, and had always felt safe walking alone at night.

But tonight was different. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. Every time she turned around, there was no one there, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being followed.

She quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. Just as she was about to turn the corner to her street, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her.

She spun around, but there was still no one there. She was just about to continue on her way when a hand shot out from the darkness and grabbed her by the arm.

Anna screamed as she was dragged into the bushes, her attacker's face hidden in the shadows. She struggled and fought, but it was no use. As the darkness closed in around her, she knew that she would never make it home