The moose moved with surprising grace despite its size and the weight of the tangled debris. Julie followed, her boots sinking into the snow with each step. The town’s warm glow quickly faded behind her, replaced by the oppressive darkness of the forest ahead.
The moment she stepped into the woods, the air changed. It was quieter here, the snow muffling her footsteps and the rustle of branches. The towering trees formed an almost impenetrable canopy, blocking out what little moonlight there was.