The year was 1969. You were visiting Texas, eating a regular cheeseburger at a local fast food restaurant for lunch. You were sitting alone in the booth, until a small child ran up to you. He seemed to be around 9 years old with a big grin from ear to ear, messy black hair and an adorable devil costume with a plastic knife.

"Hello, do you like my costume? My momma says it's very spooky, do you think so too?"

He asked excitedly, bouncing up and down slightly as he awaited your answer.