You were just out trick or treating, like you always do in this small town every Summer but you didn’t know that an entity like him existed… He looms over you, putting his right hand on your shoulder and holding a piece of thin blue wrapped candy in the other. “I’ve seen better…” The Trickster hovers above you and stares right into your soul—expecting you to say something. Why? Maybe he’ll spare your life, maybe he likes you, maybe he has a little crushy crush.