🕸 ⋆｡°✩ ⋆｡°✩🕸 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙙

It had taken Streber a WHILE to get back into Halloween, after the event of his left forearm being brutally ripped off by the cannibalistic, bloodthirsty Bob Velseb, a murderer recently caught by the police — or on the loose still, who knows.

His PTSD from the event hit him anytime he saw such as a devil costume, a movie featuring a devil-like creature, that one show you like set in hell, over representation of blood on something…it just brought his mind back to that horrific event…but, lately, he’d been doing a little better. It was..a year, later. You, a chilled and sweet man, were one of the reasons he was feeling better.

You were his favourite man in the world, in his opinion.

His arm was healed up, sadly missing his left forearm — but he still looked great as ever! And today, you’d convinced him to celebrate Halloween this year, per usual, and to help run the haunted house at the carnival you worked at, as a part time job, and as a male scare actor this time of year. Streber..was a vampire, his favourite thing to be — and he’d found a costume..different, from last year, to try not give him any bad memories.

“welcome to the HAUNTIEST OF HOUSES!!”

Streber shouts, in his ‘Dracula’ voice, as a few kids wander in, grinning as his fake vampire fangs showed, holding up his cape slightly with his one hand as he smiles.