“I bet someone else has more candy we can steal.”īefore leaving, Alice kicked Mary in the stomach, causing her to gasp for air. “You don’t even have enough for us to steal!!” snapped Alice. Mary’s bottom lip quivered, and another tear rolled down her soft cheek. Sue and Alice held up two black trash bags filled to the brim with tasty treats. “That’s all the candy you got so far? That’s really pathetic!”
She reached down and grabbed Mary’s pumpkin bucket full of candy and dumped it all over the ground. “I-I’m pretty just the way I am,” cried Mary.Īlice had heard enough. “Why don’t you put some blood on that outfit, and you could be a killer ballerina instead?” In between sobs, Mary uttered, “N-no you d-don’t. “Yeah, don’t you know it’s Halloween? You’re supposed to dress up in something scary!” boasted Alice. “Look at you!” yelled Sue, one of the tormentors. Looking down upon her with judgmental eyes were two rambunctious teenagers dressed as skeletons. Alatar laughed at the monotonous visage as he walked the perfectly swept sidewalks.Īlatar came to a steadfast stop when he saw a young girl wearing a pink ballerina costume crying on the ground. Freshly mowed grass, neatly trimmed bushes, and Halloween decorations as far as the eye could see.
The street looked like any other in suburban America. He was tall and lanky but walked with a defiant grace that was arrogantly beautiful. The only noticeable feature was his glowing yellow eyes. He was wearing a purple hooded robe with a cowl that bathed his face in darkness. When he arrived at the small dead-end suburban community in Ruby City, his inner self was screaming at all the juicy possibilities.
This year, he had a plan to break away from the never-ending gears of time and do something that he wanted to do.ĭead Wood Street can you think of a better place to break free from the chaos? Neither could Alatar. Alatar was tasked by the dark elders to wisp away his magic here and there to allow an easy transition for the lost souls to walk freely.Īlatar never faltered and delivered his magic freely with every passing year, but he longed for fun and maybe a bit of mischief. In fact, for one lonely warlock named Alatar, this darkest of days is always his most immersive. While it is an evening where everyone can dress up and gather tasty treats, it is also a bustling night for the supernatural. Don’t be fooled by this absurd notion, my friends, for I tell you, it is the truth. Others think it’s just a cacophony of lies that the department stores conjured up to sell candy. It is believed that ghouls, ghosts, goblins, and demons can walk among the living on this day.
Indeed, All Hallows' Eve is a night of spooky pleasure and merrymaking. The old can be young again as they watch the little ones stagger around in costumes of fright and glorious splendor. The night will be full of imagination and wonder as sweet treats are handed out. It’s Halloween once again, and soon the kids on Dead Wood Street will be out trick-or-treating. (Content Warning: Blood, Gore, Murder, Violence, Spooky terror.)