The cemetery saw some activities in the night. Folks cutting through. People driven by grief to seek out lost loved ones. It wasn't as active as other places. Quick movement might be the nocturnal animals going about their evening. As Mable was walking away from the victim that she had fed from, she can hear the solitary foot steps coming up this hill. Another late night visitor to a grave.
A slight, nearly silent emerged behind her. Near the vulnerable victim that she has left behind. Surely, just an animal quietly moving on through...