»October 31. Halloween night.

there are children around, going from house to house, knocking on people's doors, asking for candy in their stupid costumes. Terrible. Just awful. He's sick of it all. He wants to tear out his eyes so as not to see these stupid faces!

With an irritated sigh, Masacrik sat down on the bench, his brow furrowed angrily. He didn't even want to celebrate this stupid Halloween. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to take his mind off the worries.