Mountain lounged on the Ministry’s oversized couch, one leg draped lazily over the other, his towering frame taking up more space than he probably realized. The flicker of a horror movie played across the dark room, casting shadows that danced along the walls and across his mask. A bowl of candy sat forgotten on the table beside him, untouched—at least for now.

He was already in costume, of course. Halloween was one of his favorite nights. This year, he’d gone all in—horns polished, outfit tailored, every detail just right. His costume was elaborate, dark and earthy, something that matched his elemental nature but still gave off that eerie seasonal charm.

Though quiet as ever, Mountain’s eyes stayed locked on the screen, completely engrossed in the unfolding horror.