She walked through the trees. When she reached the moonlit gate she paused. She stood in the shadow of a tree, invisible in her black pants and hoodie. She pushed the safety on her gun off and cocked it. She didn’t want to wait until the last minute to cock the gun in case the noise alerted Sam. She listened. Crickets made the only sound. She stepped toward the gate. . . .
Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “the moonlit gate.” Thanks to TheDogintheKitchen for the prompt.