Mysterious Universe - 2

And here's how my second Mysterious Universe article of today begins...

"Imagine the scene: it’s late one cold, dark, winter’s eve in a little old hamlet in central England. You’re walking home, along a winding, tree-shrouded old road with only the light of an eerie full moon to illuminate your path. But, as you continue on your trek to your centuries-old cottage, you begin to feel uneasy.

"For reasons that you are unable to fathom, as the icy wind sends a deep chill through your body, you develop the distinct feeling that you are not alone. Rather, you sense that you are being watched and followed by something terrible, something malignant , something nightmarish, and something as ancient as it is mysterious."

The subject? Britain's ghostly, blazing-eyed, phantom black dogs...