A thick blanket of mist hovered just above the field and she could see their coils shoot up, snake around the streetlights, transforming the landscape into a yellow haze. An eerie feeling lingered on, as she leaned against the car and rested her head on the hood. She could see the moon through the branches of the tree overhead. It was full tonight, a pearly orb, shining bright against the silver sky. And she remembered. She remembered many such evenings spent there with her best friend.