Author's Note: Err... Things will get more interesting later. :) Wow. I'm no where near finished. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! And thanks for reviewing :D

At least half an hour had past, and Tom was pacing back and forth in front of the TV, which was off. The little girl, whose name was Hailey, sat next to Katie on the couch. All of the windows and doors were locked, and it was quiet.

"So, Tom... What are you thinking?" Katie asked, breaking the silence. Startled, Tom faced Katie.

"I don't know," Tom said, sighing. "It's just that... maybe-" he turned to face Hailey "-the people that chased your friends were pranksters, and you just got scared. I mean, it could happen. There's nothing wrong with that. It is Halloween..."

"Yeah, but explain the news," Katie said in an irritated tone. She frowned.

"And how am I supposed to do that?" Tom cried out. Hailey sunk back in her seat, scared. Tom sighed and calmed down when he saw that Hailey was about to break into tears. "I'm trying to think here, okay? Why don't you help me for-"

Tom was interrupted when he heard a bang on the window. The window was covered by a curtain, so they had no clue what had hit it. Katie jumped and Hailey screamed, which was her first instinct on what to do. Tom, startled and shocked, stared at the window for a long time. Then he walked slowly and made his way to it. Once he reached it, he stopped and took in a deep breath, then put his hand on the curtain. He heard scraping sounds and a loud, bloodcurdling moan on the other side. He pulled the curtain aside quickly and gasped. On the other side of a window was a rotten, dead-looking, blood-scraped figure. Katie and Hailey screamed in unison. Tom draped the curtain back over the window quickly, then stumbled back, falling on his back.

"Oh my-!" Katie cried, speechless. "Tom, what was that thing? And why did it look like your Halloween costume? Please say that it's the same as yours...!"

"We're leaving," Tom said quickly. Katie stared at Tom with her mouth opened in a large 'O'. Hailey looked confused.

"Excuse me?" Katie asked. "With those things out there? Are you nuts!" Even as she denied going, she and Hailey still stood up from the sofa. Katie sighed. "If we die, it's your fault, Thomas. Imagine the looks on Mom and Dad's f-"

"Shut up, Katie! Just... shut up," Tom said, not knowing if he was more sad or mad. He shook his head. "Just get your jacket, and something for the little squirt to wear. Oh, and you better take a snack with you, too. We're not taking any stops." Tom looked at the only radio in the house, and picked it up, as Katie and Hailey went upstairs. He started to tune it, until he found a station that worked. He listened carefully.

"What was that, officer? Oh. Okay, for all you folks out there, shoot those bitches in the head or burn 'em and they seem to 'die'- or, I mean, stay 'down' permanently. As for you, do not get bit, I repeat, stay away from-" The radio dropped dead silent. Tom looked at it with a confused expression. He sighed, and sat down on the sofa, waiting for Katie and Hailey to come back downstairs.

"I guess I'll have to make a stop at Jerry's Gun Shop, then...," Tom said, yawning.

"AAH! TOM!"

Tom awoke, shaking his head tiredly. Then when he heard another scream, he sat upright. He stood up and ran to the bottom of the stairs. Hailey ran down the stairs, her face drained of color. Tom ran up the stairs quickly, and ran to the attic. Katie was huddled up in a corner, because he could hear her screams still. It was pitch black. What the heck were they doing in the damn attic? he wondered. He picked up a flashlight and a crowbar that were on the floor. He switched the flashlight on and almost dropped it. Just like the thing outside, the figure was slowly making its way to Katie. She was huddled up in the corner.

"Katie! Hold on!" Tom cried. Dropping the flashlight, he ran over to the figure and gripped the crowbar as if it were a baseball bat, and swung it at the figure's head. It moaned and dropped to the ground, lifeless. He took Katie's hand and told her, "I'm sorry, I left the attic window open, I guess. It must've climbed in by the damn ladder Dad left outside." Then he stopped and thought. "Shit, they can climb stuff too?"

The two of them ran downstairs, and saw a crying Hailey. "You left...," she whispered, sobbing lightly. "You left me all alone."

"Sorry," Tom said. He picked Hailey up and turned to Katie. "Ready?" Katie nodded reluctantly. She thought, God knows what's out there... "Okay, on three, we run outside as fast as we can to the car, okay?" He griped his keys tightly, while still carrying Hailey. "One, two... three!"

Tom opened the door and him and Katie ran onto the porch, and they're eyes widened. There were hundreds, and most of them kids in their Halloween costumes. Katie gasped, but had no hesitation running to the car door. The doors were locked still, and Tom fumbled with the keys.

"Open the doors!" Katie cried frantically. "Tom! Open the freaking doors!" Then she turned to face the living dead. All eyes were on her.

Author's Note (again): Hmm... Did you like it:) I hope you did. I'll update soon! Promise!