The moon hung high above the mountains, casting deep shadows over the landscape. A cool breeze rustled the leaves of the trees as a figure made its way along a narrow path.
Cara, a young woman with a ponytail that cascaded down her back, had come to the mountains to escape the city’s noise and chaos. She was dressed in a tight-fitting tank top and hiking shorts, her skin a warm contrast to the cool night air.
As she walked, she heard the sound of footsteps behind her. She quickened her pace, but the footsteps grew closer. Soon, a man appeared on the path ahead of her. He was tall, with darker skin and a mischievous grin.
