Chloe hurried along the dim path, the restroom sign glowing faintly in the distance. Her heels clicked against the pavement, the carnival sounds muffling the farther she went.

But she wasn't the only one there.

Noah Carrington was walking down the same path from the opposite direction, laughing at something his friend had just said. They'd come to the park on a whim, his buddy had dragged him out for "a night of cheap thrills." Noah wasn't much for costumes or jump scares, but the crisp ...