The Night Before Halloween 소설 & 이야기

It was Halloween night. The ward buzzed with a strange energy that night. Paper bats taped to the windows, pumpkins carved in jagged smiles, and the faint smell of cinnamon candles gave the air a kind of forced cheer. Staff had passed out simple costumes earlier, cheap masks, paper crowns, floppy witch hats. It was all safe, controlled, ward-approved fun. Naya didn’t feel like fun.

When Shantal knocked on the door, small boxes in hand, she nearly fell over when she saw Trevor, a boy whom she hardly knew before, stand in the doorway with a gun pointed at her. Trevor stares at her up and down for a moment before lowering his gun. "Hey, I hate to break it to you, but Halloween stopped being celebrated over half a millennia ago. And it's also not October." Trevor says in a sleepy yet lighthearted voice. Before Shantal could say anything, she hears what sounds like a truck falling down a cliff. "Really Steve?" Trevor says as he immediately runs behind the door, disappearing into the house.

Scott taunted. I took a breath and let it out irritably. I kept quiet until we got home to prevent them from mocking me. However, the sight of the yard puzzled me. Why hadn't the maid decorated the front of the house with a Halloween theme? “Good evening, ma'am,” Lionel greeted me. “Tomorrow is Halloween. Don't we decorate the house with that theme?” I asked. “Oh. The master didn't say anything about that. Would you like us to decorate the courtyard and terrace?” he asked.

Nathan’s response was to kiss her back and carry her into the packhouse as everyone else whistled and made smoochy noises at them. About a week later, the two pack lands were unrecognizable. The two packs had gone all out for Halloween. The forest the two packs shared was now a haunted forest with skeletons, ghosts, trolls, witches, vampires, and whatever else you could think of hanging and hiding everywhere. The neighborhoods were now called The Haunted Territory and every single house was decorated with spooky decorations. There were so many different decorations of all kinds everywhere you looked. Even the packhouses were decked out for Halloween. The old abandoned packhouse in the middle

As the last initiate left the room Abigail who had put her long red robe back on spoke again; "I know it is getting late and many of you are already planning your next conquest, but I ask that you all remain seated for a little while longer as since I was in the back tonight I would like to greet and thank each of you individually, and since it is Halloween I would like to give you all a treat." Abigail then smiled mischievously and added; "And perhaps if the stars are right there could be one more show before we close out this amazing evening."

The night before our big offline meetup, my roommate took one look at my internet boyfriend's photo and declared it was a fake. "Using a stolen photo for an online romance? He's definitely insecure and too ugly to show his real face!" The next day, my boyfriend texted: [Sorry, something came up at the last minute. Can you wait half an hour?] I breathed a sigh of relief because I had just been notified about an exclusive expert lecture on campus. Word was, the speaker was an academic powerhouse, and the university had paid a fortune to secure him. I snagged a seat in the front row. But the moment I looked up at the podium, my stomach dropped. Why did this famous scholar look so much like

“Why, Ms. Thalia?” In a wave of her hand, the chains in Dorrien Ronan’s hand now plummeted onto the floor. “There is always a right timing for everything.” *** Finally, Samhain has come. October 31 and it was the hallowed day for the creatures of the night. The Hunter’s Moon was vibrantly glowing on Halloween Night—Samhain for vampires and werewolves, and even for the Blood Witches also known as the Heathens. Rozelyn managed to recover soon from that heart-stopping situation days ago; less than a day, to be frank.

The rays of sunlight were slowly creeping into her room through the window as she walked to the windows to bring down the curtains. She yawned and held the curtains as she saw a scarecrow outside the compound they shared with the kids in the neighborhood who were still building the scarecrow as a crow flew and perched on its head. "Of course! Tomorrow is Halloween! They are getting prepared" She studied the scarecrow and for a second, she thought that the scarecrow moved its head and was staring at her now. She flinched and moved backward. That was when she noticed that one of the kids was at the back of the scarecrow and was adjusting its head.

WITH ONLY one day left to Halloween, the people of Cape Cod were already setting into the mood of the Oktoberfest event. House yards were filled with spooky figures like white cloths to represent ghosts and the jack-o'-lanterns of course. Jake had stashed the book inside a compartment in his room, hoping the degenerate creatures of the dark would not find it. Certainly, there had to be a way to destroy all of them with the book and not just lifting it up in front of them when they showed up.

SSHS 91 Two more days before the Halloween event, three days before October 31st. For the last two weekends of October, the majority of the dorm students wanted to stay for the weekend, using the reasoning of wanting to spend more time with friends and that they would want to try some things such as a Ouija Board or the famous Bloody Mary ritual. Nonetheless, they just want to feel the spookiness of the season, and to also play some pranks to the unsuspecting passersby or some of their classmates. And of course, not everyone is safe from the pranks, not even the well- respected Student Council. And it was Hestia who was targeted the most, since she was the one who stays in the dorms, and the