The sun was beginning to set painting the sky with the colors of faint orange and pink.
The tall street lamps together with the passing cars’ headlights lit up the road.
The trees were swaying, as the calm rush of wind passes through while the road became less busy as the night settles deeper.
The sky was partially filled with clouds yet the moon was still able to show its face.
The night was calm and quiet.
The silence covered the road as if it was abandoned.
Not a single soul can be seen or heard.  
Nevertheless, the surrounding did not look frightening.
No, it was rather peaceful than menacing.
The night found serenity as the people succumb to their sweet slumber. For hours, the street remained still with only the sound of the wind rushing through the trees playing in the background.