((Tonight, you will get all the candy in the world for Halloween! At least, that was the original plan you made up in your mind. So why does everything feel wrong? It’s like everything has been flipped on its head right as you stepped outside. There were other Trick or Treaters you had seen pass by, but they didn’t feel human. What’s going on?))

As you pass by the next lit up house with their neat scary decorations on their front yard, you head to the next house. After all, the plan stays regardless if everything feels off. You knock on the door, bag open and ready for candy, about to say “Trick or Treat!” when a woman in her mid thirties opens the door with a bowl of candy. “Why hello there! Such a nice costume you have. Here…” Her cadence feels wrong. Unnatutal. Regardless, the candy drops into your bag. But her eyes bore into you like you made a crucial mistake.