It was Halloween. On holidays, though only certain ones, the Spectre would allow survivors and killers to leave with the purpose of allowing them to participate. 1x, while he would normally be wreaking chaos, found himself unwilling to. So, he sat in the house him and the killers had been shoved into this time.

C00lkidd and John doe were already gone. Trick or treating. 1x just.. stood at the window and watched all of the people passing by in costumes. He considered going out, possibly scaring some people for amusements purpose, but he wasn’t certain yet.

He hummed as he leaned against the window, unamused expression on his face. He saw a couple survivors pass by in the bustle of the streets.