AULA PARKED HER CAR, SHUT the engine and kept still. With a sigh, she released the key, put it inside her purse and waited; both her hands dead on her lap. It took her some time to venture a peek outside her car. Around her, the public parking lot was empty. The old and creepy front gate, which was always open, welcomed guests to the oldest park in the city. Paula was easy to scare. She covered her eyes and ears during a horror movie, she was afraid of dark places because she had no idea what was in them, and usually feared being alone because she assumed people would want to hurt her or rob her. Yet, for some reason, she had never been afraid of this creepy park. Right now, as she sat in her car waiting, she felt nothing could harm
