A heavy fog rolled across the park seeping through scarves and winter jackets. The echoing of his footsteps on the cracked pavement broke the eerie silence in the park. Broken silence couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, again. A soft laugh echoed in the mist, he wasn't alone.   

Never seeing, only hearing and feeling. Uncertainty followed along the once familiar pathway. Mist against skin, soft laughter turned menacing, hunter's eyes trained on him. The laughter multiplied as park turned to city. Pavement meets skin, heartbeat quickens. Relief through fear as a familiar door opens and shuts. Unbroken silence.