It's midnight in Small Town USA.
The stars are blocked, the full moon a dark orange because of the smoke rolling in from the west, where fires are ravaging massive old timberlands in four western states.
The town is infested by a pack of coyotes; they're killing all of the stray cats and the cottontails who munch on people's gardens. They've also taken to eliminating any pets who are out unattended at night.
A little old lady leaves her house to walk the half-block to the local grocery store's outside pop machine. She wants a Pepsi.
About halfway there she sees a young man with a wispy blond goatee who says hello.
The unlikely pair strikes up a conversation about the coyotes which morphs into the telling of ghost stories.
The young man walks the little old lady to the pop machine, the two of them still chatting like old pals.
An hour later the little old lady walks back into her home and sits down to read a good book and savor her Pepsi.
The young man is going to patrol the town, looking for coyotes.
online image from http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/09/18/harvest-moon-2013-how-to-see_n_3948015.html
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