There's a nice old woodland near me, it's used as a cemetery, all of the gates are accessible by vehicle, and are locked in the evening, apart from a small side gate down a muddy track which is often left open, probably too much for the council fella to trudge down there last job of the day, and get covered in mud, and jobby. I often do a road walk with the dogs around 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning, and have a walk round this place if said gate is ajar, there can be an impending atmosphere if the thin mist is hanging. The dogs are wired, there's fox, hedgehog, and squirrels about, and the odd