Elias looked down at his watch with pursed lips. It was fifteen minutes past midnight. The dark blanket of night covered the sky, with tiny, white stars barely showing through. The lampposts revealed the multiple worn down houses and shops, which seem to beckon to him in an ominous manner. The wind was howling and a few unpleasant characters skittered around like rats in a sewer.
He knew better than to walk home alone. He remembered his half-brother telling him horror stories at night about people who’d stroll down dark, lonely roads and never return home. Too bad he had moved away to live with his uncle, or he would’ve been able to pick him up in his fancy, horse drawn carriage he was always boasting about. Though he had no other choice. He had no change for the horse-bus, and what was worse, his oldest friend, too occupied with a petite blonde, forgot to give him a ride home. Selfish turd.
He had just come from a House party hosted by Judith Hemsworth, the prettiest girl in little Durry and the object of his infatuation. Elias was dressed in his best suit, complete with a black top hat that was a bit big for his small head. He also wore his grandfather’s pocket watch which was attached with a silver chain. Elias liked how it glimmered and reflected in the moonlight.