Part one of term paper
There was a time in the town when you could walk out alone at night and not have to fear anything. You could leave your doors unlocked and your car in the driveway without worry. You could drop the kids off at the cinema downtown and not think a thing of it. Or stroll through the park on a Saturday evening without watching every shadow or mov ...

Part two of term paper
... community vulnerable to the clutches of the night. This was a town gripped by fear, foreboding so powerful and pervasive that it was evident in every stare in the residents' eyes. They would sit in their living rooms, mindfully watching the evening news on television or at their dinner tables, eating silent meals of penance. And listening, always listening. The wind would brush through the streets blowing the gutters clean of leaves and debris. The wind would bring with it the cool air, ...