That Night

[Third person’s POV]

That Halloween night, Jack, Beth, and Simon made their way over to the witch’s cabin, were they noticed? A White power like substance scattered along the plants and trees.

“What is that?” Jack questioned

“It’s probably nothing, now come on the cabin is this way,” Simon shouted, stupidly trampling the plants underneath his feet as the power dusted onto their shoes, distributing further up onto their clothes and later travelling through their noses and mouths.

 “This house is hideous, anyways who’s going to knock,” Simon asked

“Well, you’re the one who came up with the idea, so you go and knock,” Jack stated.

“No, No, No, No, by the way, so what if I did come up with the idea, I was the one directing you on which way to go, I’ve done enough, it’s someone else’s turn”

“Boys, boys, bo