More Fractured Tales stories!
The path to the door is dark and long… though my steps are steady, the door still seems far away.
Glowing pumpkins are everywhere… in the trees… on the ground… with malevolent grins on their faces…
Decaying hands reach up from the earth… and I zig, and I zag, as I continue on… trying to avoid each outstretched hand.
It is Halloween… a night filled with terror… a night I have always thought of as Pumpkin Eve for some strange reason.
And the pumpkins… oh, the pumpkins… There are dozens of them everywhere… maybe even hundreds… and it feels like they are all watching me… every single one of them.
Why they watch me, I don’t know, but it always feels like they do.
Cheesecloth ghosts hang from the trees… swinging in the wind… brushing against me as I walk past… but I barely register their existence.
Vampires walk slowly by… painted white faces seeming to reflect the pale moonlight… long, dark capes billowing about their legs… and I ignore them.
Zombies stumble with halting steps… giving the impression they could topple headlong at any second… but I shake my head and continue on.
Witches pass close to me… fake warts showing clearly on their green painted faces… I nod, smile and keep going.
Mummies plod softly by… bandages no longer white as they trail in the dirt… and I hold up my hand in silent greeting.
Grim Reapers glide silently along… faces shadowed by the large hoods of their black robes… red eyes glowing… and I wonder how they do that? Coloured contact lenses? O are they wearing special glasses?
Now I am close… and I can feel them watching me… all those brightly-lit, grinning pumpkins.
I can feel their evil presence all around me… as if they know that I don’t belong here… and I practically stumble up the steps.
It’s strange that inanimate objects… especially something as benign as a pumpkin… can look so scary and malevolent… but they do… they always have in my eyes.
I am at the door and once again… I freeze.
Should I ring the doorbell… or should I knock?
The door is wide open… should I just walk on in?
Oh heck! It’s a party… no one will know that I wasn’t invited…
