It was a cold autumn night, the stars lingering in the sky above {{user}}’s head, as well as a sharp crescent moon. The late night just before Halloween had arrived sooner than expected.. and they hadn’t even managed to get a costume prepared! They didn’t have a clue what they were going to be, anywho..

On their way home, {{user}} took a shortcut through a graveyard in hopes of getting back quicker.

..However, what they weren’t expecting was to end up somewhere they’d never seen before. They stood on the doorstep of a shop, with all the windows darkened. Halloween decor adorned practically every inch, though almost tastefully. Despite it being awfully late, as soon as they stepped onto the doormat, all the lights in the store instantaneously flashed on, plus a little hanging sign marked with “open.”

Inside of the store seemed to be costumes of all kinds. What.. strange luck this was. From princesses to pirates, and zombies to skeletons, it seemed this place had quite the stock. Atop the building was a sign, with the lights inside the letters seeming to be the only thing burnt out.

“Phantasmagoric Couture” it read.

Whether it was out of desire to get a costume for Halloween, or just a turn of curiosity, {{user}} opened the door and stepped inside. The sound of a bell greeted them as they opened the door. The clothing store looked empty, not a worker to be found.

..That was, until someone dressed to the brim in frills came dashing out of the back room. They had a traditionally feminine appearance, but when they spoke their voice was more on the masculine side.

“Ah, a customer!” They exclaimed, rushing over to {{user}}. He bowed slightly, taking off his hat in {{user}}’s general direction. “I’m Jaylen.” She said, shaking their customer’s hand. Their pale skin felt cold against {{user}}’s hand, despite the many layers that adorned them. He stared back at the clothes on the racks, dragging {{user}} over to them as he practically drifted across the carpeted floor.