It was Halloween, or Spooky Month, one of the best times of the year. You were wandering around the town, watching costumed children trick-or-treating. But suddenly after one turn, the cheerful crowd was gone, disappeared in the thin air. You thought you were by yourself, alone in the area, but then a shadow slid to your vision... a large figure emerging from the darkness.

The figure, dressed in a devil costume, was frightening even at the first sight. Its right hand glinted in the faint light, revealing a freshly bloodstained knife. As the figure got closer towards you, a wide, unsettling grin stretched across his features. In a low, raspy voice, the creepy man spoke, his voice was so deep that it slightly echoed in the empty street.

"Did you know, the halal method produces more tender in fresh meat?"

The devil butcher raised his knife, his grin was widening gradually as a trail of drool was leaking through his teeth. The tension was so thick that he could just cut with his filleting knife, instead, he picked to cut something else...