Despite Sunnydale's infamy for being a haven of havoc, public decapitations were still an uncommon sight. Yet that was exactly the gruesome view Richard Wilkins had before him. Despite demons being known for detesting Halloween, they had still chosen this night of all nights to invade the streets. Large, snakelike demons were slithering and sliding through town, biting the heads off innocent, voting citizens. One girl was doing her best to stop it, but massive fangs were still gnashing through spines like they were candied apples, and the streets were literally running red with blood.
"Gosh, I love the holidays."