The Way Shadows Move

There was a wind chill that burnt my cheeks. I was walking down my block on the way to the mail boxes.

That's when I saw them.

There were other people out who had went to get their mail too. Shadows lurked behind them, some looked to be consuming them.

The street lights never seemed so dull.

It looked like they were being torn to shreds, body parts flying erratically in the dark night. I could hear thuds as they hit the trees...

The shadows were out to eat.