Enough is enough, you grumble as you jerk open the curtain with your free hand. There is a teenage boy in a cheap vampire costume just inches away from you. The thing is, your apartment is on the fourth floor. The boy's eyes are rolled back in his head and his features look blank. Before you have time to react, his hand jumps through the broken pane and whomps you on the chest. The force of it sends you and the boy flying in opposite directions, you into the coffee table, he into the dark night. Lying there on your back, you feel oddly serene. You feel around on the floor with one hand and pick up a mini Reese's. It's the best thing you've ever tasted. You hunt around until every peanut butter cup has been consumed. The smarties sound pretty good at this point, so you scoop up the bag and venture out in the night in search of more.
The streets are filled with drunk people wearing costumes, and they take no notice of your stocking feet and your messed up shirt. You think of the drugstore, but you forgot your wallet. You need candy! You head up the hill into the residential part of your neighborhood. Little kids are running around everywhere with bags full of...full of... why do you want it so? Unable to stop yourself, you run up to some tykes and yell "GRAAR!" and snatch a plastic pumpkin away from a tiny goblin. So easy! You duck behind a hedge and gorge yourself. When it's over, you look around for another target, but you get a better idea. You walk up to the door of the house behind which you cower and ring the bell. "Trick or treat!" you yell. The door opens, but it's dark and sinister. "Come on in!" a voice calls from within, "Candy's in here!" Your stomach growl, desperate for more sweets. The voice sounds pretty friendly.
Do you
A) Go inside or
B) Forget it. Go steal from some more children.
GO!
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