The children laugh and chatter, dressed in their many outfits. Witches, Goblins, Devils and undead, even a few clowns.
It has seen them all before. What it likes most about the season is how easy they are to grab. With so many brats lining the streets, it scoops them into its home like a bear picking fish from a stream.
This year will be no different. The monster grins to itself, teeth extended and dripping with excitement.
Come join the clown.














