The nice town of Elmore was enjoying another Halloween. Kids dressed up to go and collect candy. Parents putting out bowls to prepare for the onslaught of hands. It was a cheerful time indeed.

So cheerful that people kept the worst memory of the town out of their minds.

The mountain that held a purple/golden mansion was closed off. Signs that said keep out crowded the main road. The dark forest held many signs as well. A couple of cones and road block posts were put on the road to keep away the community. Of course, no sane man, woman, or child would dare approach the mountain.

But that was about to change.

Of course, it being halloween, all the spirits come from their graves to party the whole night in the nearby graveyard mansion. The one day where they can get enjoyment out of their dead lives.

And of course, the eight unfortunate children's spirits were among them, although they could still stay after the 24 hours. They weren't condemned to the underworld until they've been dead for 5 years.

All the ghosts enjoyed the nighttime partying.

However, one strayed away from the crowd.

A transparent 11 year old humanoid covered in full black fur with a green fur streak across his face, wearing a black and white striped shirt and jeans, walked away to the houses of Elmore.

Meanwhile, children were roaming the streets. One of them being Idaho, dressed as a Rubik's cube of all things. He was walking around, looking for another house to hit.

He was very upbeat, roaming around with a smile and a quarter full pumpkin. He loved Halloween. And nothing could stop his happiness.

However, he felt a very sudden chill. He shivered uncontrollably.

Then he felt like he was being choked. He grabbed his throat, dropping the pumpkin. He attempted to yell for help, but he couldn't muster words.

Then everything faded to black.

The night was one to remember for most people as they continued with their Halloween tradition.

Everyone was so joyful that nobody noticed the potato walking away from the town.

Nor did they notice that the iris's of his eyes were blood red.

The potato trekked for a while, past the forest of doom, and finally up the mountain.

This took about an hour, but he finally made it.

The potato faced the huge mansion. The purple walls were illuminated by the golden outline of the windows and the large door. The potato would of gone to open the doors, but he knew that a curse was put on it to seal down the whole mansion. And that the third book was now dissolved in water. The potato then proceeded to search the the nearby trees. He moved his hands around some of them until he stopped at a certain one. He then pulled on a branch, and a hatch opened on the ground near it.

He opened the hatch and took out a red/scarlet book that had a golden hand with a number 2 on it.

The potato then went back to the front of the mansion. He searched the book until he found the page. He then recited a incantation in a alien language.

Green smoke started to apparently emanate from the ground around the mansion. It grew immensely.

It grew and grew until a blinding white light flashed.

The night was then back to its tranquil state.

The potato stared at the mansion, waiting for what he expected.

Finally, the door slowly opened.

Another transparent humanoid covered in black fur with a red streak across his face, who looked about 30 and was wearing jeans and a trench coat, approached the potato.

The potato fell as the other transparent humanoid appeared and approached the 30 year old.

"Hello father." said the green streaked one.

"Son, you can call me Vincent"