Her curiosity was piqued, but something else lingered beneath it—an unshakable feeling that this night, which had begun so ordinarily, was about to take a turn into the extraordinary. Taking slow steps, Julie approached the moose, her eyes scanning the tangled mess around its antlers.
The plastic flapped noisily as the animal shook its head, a low grunt rumbling from deep in its chest. She could almost feel its frustration, its desire to be understood. The closer Julie got, the more details she noticed.