Josh, a little bit upset to leave the tasty mashmallows behind, followed the class into the deep darkness of the grounds. It all seemed much more beautiful at night which made him think since sun always was the best for him. Why was he favouring the night now? Strange. As he walkedwith everyone half listening to the debates about the topic and half looking around. Did something move behind him? He took out the camera silently and was careful to not to be caught he took the picture of something walking on the grass, which looked like a crow, and quickly hid it in his bag as the flash of it would give him out. Stupid idea that was but atleast he took the photo when they were on the way to where they were going so that would not intterupt the class.

Then he went on with his usual indifference at the rest of the mooncalf chit-chatting. Moooncalf was booooring. He did not even pay much attention when one appeared and started to dance. 'Duh'. The girls were like 'aww how cute. duh again'