Halloween Tonight
A dark and dismal place like a ghost town not a soul stirring in the dead of night. You look around and see a shadow moving through the darkness of the streets. You turn but they're gone, an eerie feeling washes over you like a cloak. You feel coldness seeping through your bones chilling you to the core. This is what you feel like in Hallo Town, the skeletons hanging in the trees, the wind whispering through the town. Pumpkins burning and grinning at you with eyes and a mouth made of fire at every door. If you have not guessed the real name of this place yet, you will notice it above the creepy dusty old town hall, the name of this place you will fear and dread. Where everyone is mainly dead, Halloween Town.
A door slams and shutters rattle, the wind is blowing. Can you feel your blood turning to ice in your veins or the creepy sensation moving slowly up your neck. Houses as black as the night behind where a graveyard stands with trees moaning and bats flying through the sky. Gravestones with names like Nightshade, Witch Hazel and Jack Skellington, once King of this god- forsaken place. You hear crying in the wind and see a lone figure of a girl once called Sally, but now her name is the ghost of Nightshade. Things have always been like this in Halloween Town.
Red eyes stare at you through windows with cobwebs and dust. You hear laughter you feel safe and warm. But that does not last, you follow the voice running and running, but going nowhere you end up where you began. You loose yourself in the dark alleys and streets of this dreadful place. What rumours you hear are coming true, talk of ghost and witches, even a skeleton or vampire haunt this place, a dark and isolated town. Where nobody ventures or is a live to tell the tale of Halloween Town.
As you cannot tell a soul breathes nor walks for that matter. The coldness in the air makes your teeth chatter and you holding on to your jaw for fear of being discovered. Bats soaring, shrieks vanishing into the night and wolves howling, not even the bravest of all would enter. You see a house with a light, it looks warm and safe you run towards it hearing footsteps behind you. You enter and shut the door trying to keep warm, the fire ignites and you see and gasp at this shock. Head everywhere, on the walls, men, women, children even a dog or two, you see your friend, Harry was his name you came here to look for him, he ventured a year ago into this place and never returned. The doors slam and the fire goes out and the lights dim. You hear creaks on the stairs and turn around to see, red eyes flashing at every door, growling white fangs a shriek from upstairs, you try too run, but your standing frozen like a statue.
You see a figure walking down the stairs; you manage a name 'Nightshade'. She has a glint in her eye and you hear screams, all the heads are screaming. Then a head starts rolling across the floor towards the fireplace your head. You hear crying and you see your body thrown into the fire, you're alive barely. Nightshade is crying for you, the tears hit you like a ton of bricks. She picks your head and puts it on the wall; she vanishes towards the graveyard and starts fading away.
She will not return to Halloween town till next year, she will pick her next victim. The same has happened every year for thousands of years. On Halloween night, witches, vampires, ghouls and a zombie or two appear to celebrate their joyous return dancing around the fire that burns every year, but until next year not a soul breathes or walks in Halloween town.
In the midnight hour Nightshade will return for a victim to bring to Halloween Town, so stay away, beware come and lose you head and your life.
A dark and dismal place like a ghost town not a soul stirring in the dead of night. You look around and see a shadow moving through the darkness of the streets. You turn but they're gone, an eerie feeling washes over you like a cloak. You feel coldness seeping through your bones chilling you to the core. This is what you feel like in Hallo Town, the skeletons hanging in the trees, the wind whispering through the town. Pumpkins burning and grinning at you with eyes and a mouth made of fire at every door. If you have not guessed the real name of this place yet, you will notice it above the creepy dusty old town hall, the name of this place you will fear and dread. Where everyone is mainly dead, Halloween Town.
A door slams and shutters rattle, the wind is blowing. Can you feel your blood turning to ice in your veins or the creepy sensation moving slowly up your neck. Houses as black as the night behind where a graveyard stands with trees moaning and bats flying through the sky. Gravestones with names like Nightshade, Witch Hazel and Jack Skellington, once King of this god- forsaken place. You hear crying in the wind and see a lone figure of a girl once called Sally, but now her name is the ghost of Nightshade. Things have always been like this in Halloween Town.
Red eyes stare at you through windows with cobwebs and dust. You hear laughter you feel safe and warm. But that does not last, you follow the voice running and running, but going nowhere you end up where you began. You loose yourself in the dark alleys and streets of this dreadful place. What rumours you hear are coming true, talk of ghost and witches, even a skeleton or vampire haunt this place, a dark and isolated town. Where nobody ventures or is a live to tell the tale of Halloween Town.
As you cannot tell a soul breathes nor walks for that matter. The coldness in the air makes your teeth chatter and you holding on to your jaw for fear of being discovered. Bats soaring, shrieks vanishing into the night and wolves howling, not even the bravest of all would enter. You see a house with a light, it looks warm and safe you run towards it hearing footsteps behind you. You enter and shut the door trying to keep warm, the fire ignites and you see and gasp at this shock. Head everywhere, on the walls, men, women, children even a dog or two, you see your friend, Harry was his name you came here to look for him, he ventured a year ago into this place and never returned. The doors slam and the fire goes out and the lights dim. You hear creaks on the stairs and turn around to see, red eyes flashing at every door, growling white fangs a shriek from upstairs, you try too run, but your standing frozen like a statue.
You see a figure walking down the stairs; you manage a name 'Nightshade'. She has a glint in her eye and you hear screams, all the heads are screaming. Then a head starts rolling across the floor towards the fireplace your head. You hear crying and you see your body thrown into the fire, you're alive barely. Nightshade is crying for you, the tears hit you like a ton of bricks. She picks your head and puts it on the wall; she vanishes towards the graveyard and starts fading away.
She will not return to Halloween town till next year, she will pick her next victim. The same has happened every year for thousands of years. On Halloween night, witches, vampires, ghouls and a zombie or two appear to celebrate their joyous return dancing around the fire that burns every year, but until next year not a soul breathes or walks in Halloween town.
In the midnight hour Nightshade will return for a victim to bring to Halloween Town, so stay away, beware come and lose you head and your life.