The beginning of my story...

The night was quiet and still, as darkness settled over the tree tops like a black veil. Not a sound was made, except for midnight crickets chirping. It was pitch black as a man emerged into the eerie silence. Quickly and skillfully, he made his way through the night without so much as a sound; his shadow as his only companion. Every inch of his body was covered in black, and a dark mask was pulled over his face, revealing only his intense eyes. The silver moon was hidden behind shady clouds which served as an advantage to the intruder. The night air smelled musty as if rain would fall. Pulling out a match, the man stuck it, letting the little light flicker. Almost instantly, a raindrop fell from the sky, blowing out the tiny light. Suddenly more raindrops began to fall, faster and faster. "Perfect," whispered the man grinning to himself; "now the rain will wash away my footprints." And with that, he slowly disappeared into the night.