halloween
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Halloween
It was a wet night in Weymouth Crescent. The wind howled and the full moon glowed brightly in the pitch-black sky.
Suddenly short patters could be heard from all around, it was footsteps. It couldn't be man but grew increasingly louder. A splash, a scream and the slamming of a door. Down the wide road came two small silhouettes. Their shadowed faces could now be seen. One had a patch over a small eye, a sword and what looked like a moustache and one pierced ear. The other figure was very skinny and wore a brilliant white overall that hung off the body. In the centre of a transparent head were two large mahogany eyes...