Halloween night; it’s an unofficial holiday that honors the day when the barriers between our realm and the next blur. It's a time of bumps in the night, of howling winds and rustling branches; a time for every home to become a haunt, a dark house filled with ghosts, spirits and spooks. I was powerless to resist. I entered the building.
“Boo.”
I jumped and turned. There was a figure standing in the shadows. I peered into the murky dimness and asked what manner of creature this was.
“I'm a spook,” it replied.