This essay is written in the style of Edgar Allen Poe. It is called Impenetrable Darkness

Impenetrable Darkness
It was a dark deaf dreary night in winter, when the moon floated among the black blanket of the celestial sky, I had just stepped off the comfort of the bright lit safe train when I found myself on the cold frosted platform of Oberursel Bahnhof train station. The roar of the extensive stalwart train exceeded past me leaving only a whisper and strong gush of ice cold wind waking me from my fantasy of warmth and safety. Shocked, I stood there, realizing I must flee from the freezing bite of the wind and snow, pondering upon which direction I should motion for to arrive…