Or at least it was dark. And foggy. Very foggy. The blanket of fog that covered the ground was thick like cotton and stifling like an hour's worth of Divination.
A man walked through the fog, unconcerned about whether he was disrupting the balance of atmosphere and ground but with a rather bemused smirk on his face. He walked until he reached a rather expansive forest and stared off into the wilderness like a hawk waiting for his prey.