The world was winding down into the time of sunset. The world was darkening, the shadows growing longer and slowly coming together. The tips of the leaves looked as if they were on fire, the vibrant sun casting its brilliant rays throughout. As people began to retreat inside of their homes, fearing the oncoming darkness, a small glow, starting off dim, then becoming as bright as any flame appeared in the forest. A girl, dressed in a white nightgown, stood a distance away from the homes nearby. She slowly sat down, lantern in hand. Though it was hard to notice at first, she wasn't completely opaque. She brought her knees to her chest, scared. She didn't know where she was. She didn't know what she was going to do. All she knew was that something terrible was happening and nothing hurt her anymore.
As a man walked by, heading towards his house, he saw the girl and his eyes widened. As the girl was about to say something, he hurried away, horrified. The girl's face became sad. She gingerly touched the empty place where her eye once was. It wasn't her fault she looked that way. Suddenly, she heard more footsteps and said quietly, "Who's there?"