After a while Tom nearly nodded off, but he was so startled when three figures appeared on the screen, he jumped up in his seat.
They were dressed completely in black, and each was wearing a ghoulish, white mask. The masks were smooth, like the face of a porcelain doll, with holes cut out for the eyes and the mouth.
"They look a little old to be trick-or-treating," Doug said, narrowing his eyes.
"What are they doing in this neighbourhood anyway," Tom replied.
They watched the screen as the two masked figures crossed the street, and for a second Tom could have sworn that one of them looked right into the camera. Though he knew it was impossible it was as if they had seen him. Then they disappeared into the building.
"They're coming in here?" Doug said in disbelief. "But we're in here! And we ain't got any candy!"
"We should check it out," Tom said, although he really did not want to. These guys were creepy.
"Okay," Doug said, getting up from his chair. "I'll go, you keep a visual."
"Right," Tom breathed a silent sigh of relief, and handed Doug a walkie-talkie, adding; "Keep in touch."
"Don't worry, I promise to call," Doug quipped, heading for the door.