#Chapter 111: Close Encounters

Olivia The night was cool. A slight breeze rustled the trees overhead and an owl hooted somewhere far away, but other than that, it was dead silent. Shadows played tricks on the eyes as the moonlight filtered through the dense forest canopy. My heart raced with every passing moment, waiting for any sign of Alvin. We sat hidden in the underbrush outside Alvin's home, watching the front door like hawks. The small wooden house seemed eerie in the low light, its windows darkened and silent. I thought I saw his shadow pass by the window a few times, but he showed no signs of leaving. Maybe we had put too much stock in assuming that he would continue coming out for his nightly escapades in the forest after we caught him the last time. “He'll come out soon,” Nathan whispered, his breath misty in the cold night air. I nodded in agreement, clutching my coat tighter around me. Angela, perched next to me, kept glancing towards the forest as if she could sense Alvin's move