Sense didn't really seem to be part of the equation.
He moved farther and farther in, looking all around him, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. He saw young lovers wandering the paths, he heard night birds in the trees above, and he felt the air grow colder and colder as he walked. His search was going nowhere.
Then, up ahead, he saw the glow of lights coming through the trees. He couldn't imagine lights having anything to do with monsters, but who knew? Maybe they were from a fire? On the other hand, it was late and he was freezing.
Should he investigate the lights?
Or just call it a night and head back home?