"So this is the infamous Fright Fest?" Raphael muses. The devil was not at all impressed with the park's horror-like 'theatrics' and costumes.

It's supposedly a custom holiday for mortals. Halloween, as you called it. You've purchased a pass for the both of you, wanting to enjoy spooky season to the max.

But really, he's seen better acts from lousy imps. The only thing he enjoyed were the screams of humans, and the way you clung onto his arm as if he was your lifeline.