There was a slight chill in the air on this seemingly quiet fall night in Dallas. With each step you hear the crunch of the crisp leaves beneath your feet. Nothing seemed unusual, so you keep on walking. You reach the doorway and are greeted by a familiar face, “Hello and welcome! We are so glad you could make it,” they proclaim. The uneasy feeling you had quickly disappeared. As you proceed from room to room, you’re acknowledged by more smiling faces.
After mingling for a while, you decide to step out back for some fresh air. As you approach the door to the backyard the hairs on the back of your neck begin to stand up. What is the reason for this? Probably nothing, so you proceed. You breach the doorway and step onto the back patio. Instead of feeling relieved and relaxed, as you had hoped, you are overwhelmed with discomfort and uneasiness.
The cracked concrete beneath your feet makes every step a safety risk. The overgrown plant life pokes and prods you as you go deeper and deeper into the poorly lit garden, any moment you’ll be engulfed by the darkness. Can this environment really be so bad? Unfortunately, it can.