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Costume Drama
"Spinelli, no!" Jason screamed his name hopelessly, bending over the railing of the balcony which Carly had entwined with Halloween lights. The little alternating skulls and pumpkins winked off and on as they tossed in the chill fall breeze mocking his anguish.
Spinelli had jumped after the dazed looking women who stumbled her way across the hotel ballroom. Ricocheting off of couple after couple, she zig zagged an unsteady path toward the patio.
"Drunk," Jason thought dismissively, turning back to Spinelli to convince him to go home soon, to celebrate the holiday privately. He was gone in a blaze of speed, diving over the very parapet Jason was currently leaning over, tears running down his cheeks as he grappled with the realization that Spinelli was dead.
:"Stone Cold," the voice came from behind him, "Are you all right?"
"You're alive!" He was laughing, gasping with relief as he embraced the boy he had just thought he had lost.
"Most assuredly," Spinelli was looking down at his costume, a bemused expression on his face, "It seems that tonight, when it was most needed, the Jackal took on the persona of his alter ego."
"The Green Lantern?" Jason whispered, awe-struck..