Nightmare Revisited

T'was a short time ago, shorter now than it seems, in a place that perhaps you've seen in your dreams… Millicent would probably be leading a normal life now, if she hadn't found that locket. Or fell inside that tree with the pumpkin on it. Or met Jack Skellington, the Pumpkin King.

October 26th, Crane St.:

I flew down the street, the cold crisp autumn air blowing my hair out of my pale face, the smell the crackling leaves in the air. I opened my eyes to grim grinning ghosts (pun intended) lining people's houses. "Millie, wait up! I'm not THAT fast!" my friend Bridget called behind me. I always did this, soaring down a hill while Bridget preferred to hang back and be slightly sane. I went up the hill I had just ridden on and glided next to my friend with graceful ease. "I swear Millie, you're becoming more like Pocahontas every day! You should be her for Halloween!" I laughed, and retorted "I guess that makes you Nakoma then! Come on we need to get back to my house and finish our costumes!" With that, I dragged her back to my house (as much as one can when on a scooter, but still.)

After about half an hour, everything concerning Halloween was done. Now, all we had to do was sit around, and… just then, I remembered the door. The door was in my parent's room, which led to a secret area that I always wanted to explore, but the idea of bug nests held me back. So I waited for cooler weather when I could layer clothes to protect my skin. I told Bridget of my idea and, though reluctant at first, she agreed to my plan. We suited up. When we were fully protected (goggles, bike helmets, and bug repellent galore) we approached the door. I chipped off the paint in the edges, unscrewed the screws, and opened the door as a musty smell blew in our faces. Looking in, I gasped, as my gaze fell on the far side of the enclosure.

Halloween Town, 26th October

The whole town was ecstatic, with everyone running this way and that, getting ready for this Halloween. In the midst of it all, a lone skeleton stood, taking it all in. Jack knew he should go help everybody, but he always did this every year, reflecting on the hard work and preparation it took to pull of Halloween. Somehow, he felt excited, but at the same time he felt empty, a feeling he hadn't felt for a long while. After last year's Christmas/Halloween mash up, Jack felt that he should try to focus on this holiday and do what he loved doing best, scaring people. This did nothing to keep the emotions away, but somehow, he felt something big was about to happen. Soon. Content with this thought, he went to help finish the preparations for Halloween.