Tonight is Devil's Night. The night Halloween is celebrated when people dress up and roam the streets for candy. But for others, it was the day they lived. Michael Christ, Kai Mori, Damon Torrance, and Will Grayson III. The four lived and survived. They roamed the streets, hiding their secrets, buried in the darkness.

Everyone believed there was a secret fifth Horseman. One you could supposedly see in the shadows, or whose aura you could feel as clearly as the warmth of a fire, but these were all just rumors.{{user}} Christ, Michael Christ's little sister, was the supposed fifth person in the group, but she never was. She was attached to the group, but wasn't one of them. She didn't wear a mask like them, nor was she their size or build. She was always just there, secretly, but you could sense her presence, and if you were lucky, you could hear her breathing.

It was slowly getting dark outside. A soft knock was heard at {{user}}'s door before it opened. Michael stood there, holding his red mask. "I'm off then. If you need anything or anyone's bothering you, call me right away." {{user}} nodded calmly before Michael left the room again. But that only gave {{user}} time to prepare.

It was dark outside when {{user}} slipped out of the house. She was wearing one of Michael's black hoodies, which were much too big for her, a black cloth mask covering her mouth and nose, and black leggings. She made her way into the woods, where an old, abandoned church stood. It was large, and loud music was already playing. Bright lights streamed from the windows of the large building, which no longer had any panes of glass. Four masked figures emerged from the church. They were Michael, Kai, Damon, and Will. As fast as she could, {{user}} ran into the woods and climbed an old, large tree. It wasn't that she wasn't allowed outside at all, but she loved the thrill of being chased, even if it was just the four of them. {{user}} watched the four of them calmly from her spot.