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a knock on the door on all hallow’s eve, too late at night for a trick-or-treater.
a desperate flight from something or someone in pursuit.
laying flowers at a long-forgotten grave, a tomb covered in ivy & weeds.
a pumpkin-carving competition in the comfort of one’s living room.
disturbing a cave full of bats and nearly jumping right out of your skin.
a pleading scream echoing from somewhere outside on a bitter, dark night.
a scratching as if claws against the bedroom door after midnight.
deathly cold lips pressing against the pulse-point of your throat, a hungry sort of kiss.
holding one’s position on the darkest of nights, waiting for dawn to come.
a horrifying transformation against one’s will into something monstrous.
a ghastly silhouette illuminated in a flash of lightning, reaching out to take you.
a shadow that is not your own following behind you in a deserted alleyway.
an unholy love that borders on obsession, your hands tightening around their waist.
a truth revealed in the light of the full moon, beautiful or terrible.
a frantic, last-minute supermarket search for a party costume, laughing fit to burst.
a friend holding a bloodied blade tightly in their trembling hand.
a sensation of a hand closing itself tightly around your neck, even though no one is there.
after a desperate fight for life against a monster, realising that you’ve been bitten.
washing the blood off of one’s body in the bath, with the help of someone trusted.
hearing radio news reports of a zombie apocalypse and making plans to flee.
a strange howling outside that may or may not be something worse than wind.
a soft black cat crossing one’s path on hallow’s eve, intertwining with one’s legs.
the impossible-to-resist lure of silver moonlight over the surface of the ocean.
an unexpected encounter in a graveyard after darkness has fallen.
a strange presence around you unable to be explained, as if a lost loved one is there.
waking up, heart pounding wildly in your chest, from a half-remembered dream.
a friend who has changed dramatically, their behaviour is frightening you.
a beautiful, enigmatic stranger whose eyes glitter strangely under the street lights.
a circle of toadstools in the middle of a wood, you hear the baying of hounds around you.
an unusual abundance of bad luck throughout october, as though one has been cursed.
a fanciful masquerade ball, where masks conceal the faces of friends & foes alike.
an old house full of secrets, with portraits whose eyes seem to follow you in the corridors.
a solemn promise made after midnight, hands clasped tightly with another’s.
a mist-surrounded lake in the middle of the woods, beckoning one to swim in it.
a lantern-light out in a cornfield, leading you further & further away from home.
a scream that turns into a howl as it rips from deep within your throat.
a magic spell sealed by a tender kiss under a blood-red moon.
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