Kind of sad that I didn't get any more reviews for An Icy Darkness, but, because I'm in the mood for Halloween, I've decided to post my story from CS. ^^
It is the night of Halloween. You are sat in front of your TV, lights dimmed into almost blackness, watching a horror movie, a soft cushion in front of your face as a particulary gruesome part flashes onto the screen, your mouth shaped into a large oval shape as a silent scream leaves your lips. Why did you ever decide to watch this movie? You're going to have nightmares for weeks, maybe even months. You don't even like horror movies. Maybe it's because the mood of Halloween has gotten to you, infesting your brain?
In an effort to distract youself, you tentitively put your hand into the large bowl of sweets at your side. Just as you're about to pick out a Milky Way chocolate bar, you freeze, hearing something knock on your door. Fear rushes around your body and your eyes go wide, before you shake yourself. It's Halloween. Trick or treaters. That's all. No need to be worried. You assure youself, and stand up, leaving the cushion on the sofa and picking up the bowl of sweets, pausing only to look out of the window. Yes, it's a group of about five children, dressed from Frankenstein to witches. Well, might as well get this over and done with.
Letting out a long breath, although you're silently relived that you can stop watching that movie that makes you feel like retching, you unlock the door with a snap, and open it, sending fake smiles at the children as they yell.
"Trick or treat!"
Holding out the owl, their small hands dive in greedily as they take all your favourites, and eventually leave, following their parents or older siblings around the street. Maybe now you could sleep, and ignore everyone? Locking the door once more, you turn away, only to be stopped by another knock. Oh, why couldn't they leave you alone? All you want to do is eat the rest of the sweets and get some rest, close your eyes for thirty winks.
But you open your door and smile at the changed sight of a young girl dressed as a pirate. Well, at least it's not a witch or a zombie again. She exclaimes the normal greeting due on this night and takes a couple of sweets, somehow sensing that you want to be left alone. When she leaves, you return to your sitting room, very glad to see the credits of the movie are on screen now. Good, you don't have to watch anymore.
Seating yourself down with the bowl of sweets, you jump as an extra seen rolls onto the screen, of a young person who looks very much like yourself. Now with a confused expression etched on your face, you lean forwards, and a cold hand touches the back of your neck. In utter shock, you twist around, and see the young girl. Execpt she looks darker, somehow, with darker eyes, darker skin, darker hair. This can't be good.
Her hand moves to your throat, blocking the airway. Struggling to breath, you try to figh her off, but you end up on the floor. And as the blackness sinks into your vision, the last thing you hear is three simple words, laced with venom and bloodlust.
"Trick or Treat..."
