I wanted to post this chapter sooner, but I just got married two weeks ago, and planning a wedding can be pretty time-consuming! (Also, there was a mini honeymoon involved as well.) Any who...I'm now a happy wife and finally able to return to my creative projects. So now, here's a spooky chapter just in time for Halloween! Enjoy!

Chapter 6 - Trouble In Town

I am unsure if it was by instinct or my call to protect others when there was trouble, but the moment I heard that scream, my feet were pounding against the sidewalk as I ran as fast as I could to where the cry had come from. Ignoring that, I had probably abandoned my only ride back to the school. But if someone was in danger, nothing else mattered until that someone was safe.

Another scream, and I picked up my pace. I was blind to where I was going, but the scream sounded louder, so I knew I must have been going in the right direction. I ran across the town's central parking lot, and before I knew it, I found myself at the end of the town. I stopped at a white-marbled bridge, and at the other end of that bridge seemed to be nothing but darkness as the road led into a dense tunnel of trees.

I paused for a moment to catch my breath and strained my ears to hear any movement or sign of anyone who might have been near. But everything was quiet. Too quiet for my liking. I watched my breath turn into a white mist as I contemplated crossing the bridge and entering the darkness beyond. It was not my first choice as I would be chartering unknown territories, and I did not have a weapon to defend myself with.

"Somebody! Please! Help!" I heard a male's voice cry from behind me in the distance, and then I turned to run down a path that seemed to have led to where it came from. The trail descended to more darkness as I no longer had the street lamps to light my way. I think I was entering a park, for I could vaguely make out a lining of what might been a playground for Earth children.

Once I reached the playground, I stopped again to look around as my eyes had finally adjusted to how dark it was. I was looking for any movement, any sound of struggle, but there seemed to be nothing until another peculiar outline caught my eye.

I could make out a set of swings, but perched beside it looked to be an abnormally large...spider? Or the shape of some Arthropoda creature. The object stayed still, so it was difficult to tell whether it was part of the playground. But after a few moments, I saw one of the legs twitch and watched each leg move clockwise as if it was turning around.

I gasped and stepped back at the realization that this thing was alive. I should have known better than to do that. Between my gasp and my foot crushing against the pebbles on the playground, I had given my position away. My hunting teachers would have been so disappointed in me.

Then what I suspected to happen happened as the creature started moving its several legs at a run towards me. It was moving too fast, and I knew I could not outrun it. I had to hide or get to a place where it would be difficult to get to me. I had no weapon or plan on how I would defeat this thing if I tried to fight it.

I turned and frantically climbed the playground platforms and bars as fast as possible. I wanted to reach the highest part of the structure, hoping that having to climb would slow the creature down so that I could think of what to do next. I could hear hard multiple thumps against the ground as it rapidly approached, and then I quickly ducked into the entrance of one of the tubed slides and held myself there. I prayed that the creature did not see me enter the slide and this would be a well-enough hiding spot to wait for the creature to pass by. I heard it stop at the base of the playground structure and did my best to hold my breath, not to make a sound. If only I had a few arrows and a bow with me so that I could take down the beast. Or at least slow it down a bit so that I could get away.

After what felt like hours of listening to nothing but my heartbeat hammering in my chest, I thought maybe the creature might have given up. But I did not hear it walk away, so it must have been waiting for me to move or was trying to figure out a way to get to me. I dared to inch forward to see where it was now, but I let out a startled scream as I watched a single slender leg slink over one of the bars in front of me, and I listened to the clanging of metal on metal as the creature started climbing up the side of structure I was hiding in. I pressed further into the slide as the beast moved its legs until it perched on the overpass railings.

I wanted to scream at the sight before me, but I was so paralyzed in shock that I could not even open my mouth to do that. Even though it was dark, I could still see the grotesque features of whatever this thing was. Eight metal legs with ends looked like sharp blades that could easily slice someone in half. But the most horrifying part was where the legs were protruding from. They were coming from a human man's chest and waist. I could see blood dripping from where the legs were poking out from his skin as he inched closer, but the man still appeared to be alive as I watched the rise and fall of his chest, signifying his breath.

I remained still and wondered if he could reach me while tucked inside the slide. He was too big to crawl into the space, but he could have used one of his legs to stab at me. With each step he took forward with one of his legs, I pushed another inch further into the slide. Inch by inch, I could now make out this man's face. And to my horror, it was the man standing in the middle of the road when I first arrived at Titan Academy. He still had that sunken face and was making the same snapping movements with his jaw.

When he reached the slide entrance, he extended his human arms to grab at me, but as he did, a loud bell chimed to fill the park with an eerie sound. The creature...man froze momentarily, then retracted his arms to slowly back away from me. Eventually, he climbed down the same way he had climbed up, and then I listened to him scurry away from the playground area. Wanting to believe it was safe, I cautiously climbed out of the slide to check that he was retreating. I let out a breath of relief when I discovered he was nowhere in sight.

As I hopped off the playground platform and was no longer thinking about how I would survive those last couple of moments, I remembered why I had run out there in the first place. There was someone out there who still needed help! I scanned the darkness for the swings from where the creature man came from and finally noticed someone twitching on the ground.

I sprung forward and ran to what may have been the person crying for help. But once I reached them, I felt my blood turn cold and immediately felt sickened at the sight before me.

"Joseph!" I cried and slid to the ground beside him. I was ready to provide any assistance, but I feared it might have been too late.

Joseph, at that moment, had both of his hands around his neck, gargling blood from his mouth, and I could see more oozing between his fingers. It looked like someone might have slashed his throat, and Joseph was doing all that he could to stop the bleeding. His eyes were wild and frantic as he tried to say something, but nothing comprehensible was coming out.

Desperate to do something, I placed both of my hands on Joseph's throat and applied enough pressure to help slow down the bleeding, but hopefully not too much to choke him.

"Somebody help!" I screamed desperately. I needed to get Joseph to a medic as soon as possible. Or better yet, bring him back to Rachel so that maybe she would be able to heal his wound before he lost too much blood. But I could not get him there fast enough, mainly since I could not quickly transport him.

I screamed again. Hoping that someone nearby would hear me. But that bell continued to ring so loudly that I doubted anyone would have heard my screams. Where had Xavier gone? He could not have been that far, and since he had a means of transportation, he could have taken Joseph to get the help he needed quickly with his bike.

The chimes of bells were getting louder with each passing second. And with each chime, Joesph's breath was getting slower. His young life was slowly slipping away. I let out another cry for help, and then...

Darkness.

Then, as quickly as the dark came, there was light. Sunlight streamed into my dorm room as I was back in my bed at Titan Academy. I abruptly sat up and noticed Rachel was in her own bed reading the book she promised to read for the weekend.

"About time you woke up. I thought you were going to sleep through lunch as well." She said, but I barely heard her. I was too busy looking around the room as I tried to piece together how I got back from the town and what happened to...

"Joseph!" I exclaimed, "He is in trouble! We have to help him!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Rachel attempted to hush my hysterics, "What are you talking about? I saw Joseph at breakfast this morning, and he seemed fine. A little depressed looking maybe, but that's probably because..."

"What? No!" I interrupted her, "Last night...at the park in town...he was attacked by some terrifying creature and..." I paused to check the sleeves of my sweater. I could show Rachel the blood that would have been on them to get her to understand, but they were clean. As if nothing ever happened.

"It sounds like you had a nightmare," said Rachel as she causally flipped a page in her book. "Joseph's fine. Physically, at least. But I did hear a rumor that he was getting expelled. Which that sucks, I guess."

"Expelled?" I looked at her incredulously, "What for? When I saw him last, he was going to the extra credit Mr. Mallah had for him."

"Beats me," Rachel said with a shrug and then returned to her reading.

Could I just have had a nightmare? It all felt too real for it to be. I tried to recall all the events that happened the day before. I knew I was in town for a fact because I was completing that ridiculous assignment for Dick. But just to be sure that I was not going completely insane, I shuffled out of my bed to walk over to my backpack that was slumped over on my desk. I rummaged through it until I found the notebook I used to write all the names and dates I found on the gravestones and from the records Xavier had shown me. I flipped through the pages to find the information I had recorded, and they were all still there.

"Rachel?" I started to ask, "How did I get home last night? I was out in town doing an assignment for Dick, but I do not remember how I got here."

Rachel raised her head from her book, taking a moment to respond. "The school's driver found you asleep at the town's cemetery. I guess he knew you weren't on the last shuttle ride back and went to check up on you and found you there. You must have been exhausted because when he and Miss Petrov brought you back, you looked almost as if you were dead."

"Did the driver speak to you when I was brought back in?" I asked.

"Well, Miss Petrov said that he found you. Driver guy doesn't speak." Said Rachel.

"I see," I said. I wanted to believe what Rachel was saying was true, but if they found me in the cemetery, my trip to the museum with Xavier never happened. I had the records in my notebook to show otherwise. Unless all of those records did come from the cemetery, and my afternoon with Xavier was a dream. I did lie down to take a break so it might have been possible that was when I fell asleep.

"I am going for a walk outside," I told Rachel, tearing the pages from my notebook with the cemetery records to fold and store in my pocket. Nothing was making sense, and it was hurting my head; perhaps some fresh air would help.

"Kory, wait," I heard Rachel call for me just as I was about to leave the room. I stopped to see what she wanted, but she seemed like she was not sure what she wanted to say to me as she hesitated. Finally, she said, "You're not going back to town, are you?"

Odd. Why was she now concerned about me going to the town? But I only gave it half a thought since there were other more pressing thoughts and questions running through my head to be genuinely disturbed by it.

"No," I said, "I think I will walk around the school campus. I think I have had enough adventures in the town for this weekend."

Rachel's face seemed to relax when I told her this, as if she was relieved. Was she worried about me last night? Or did she get in trouble with Miss Petrov that I went missing and did not want another lecture from her? Whatever the reason, I pushed the thought aside as I left our room.

Honestly, I had no idea where I was going as I left the girls' dormitories. I felt as if a fog had entered my mind as I ran through the events of the day before one more time. With most of my dreams, I do not always recall all the details so easily after waking up. But I remembered my conversations with Xavier quite clearly, and the horrifying sight of Joseph was still quite vivid in my head. And the creature...that was something that I wished I did not remember the details of.

Despite telling Rachel I would not go back to the town, it was early enough that I could revisit Cold Springs and try to find Xavier to confirm that he did take me to the museum. If he did not, then I would rest easy knowing that everything was in my head and perhaps the stress of dealing with Dick and his Elites was affecting my dreams. But there was still the news of Joseph being expelled so suddenly. That was very strange and concerning to me.

And as if my thoughts had somehow materialized, I noticed Joseph, looking very much alive, in one of the outdoor corridors. His back was turned to me as he dragged a large suitcase behind him. Now was my chance to ask what was going on.

I hastily started to walk toward Joseph until the tall half-metal Elite suddenly appeared and stopped me in my path. Vic was his name, if I recall.

"Good afternoon, Kory," Vic greeted cheerily, and I was immediately confused about why one of the Elites was addressing me so nicely. "Dick would like to have a word with you."

"Can he wait?" I asked curtly. I had a list of people I wanted to talk to, and Dick was the lowest priority on that list. He was not even on it. "I have something I need to do that is urgent. I am sure Lord Grayson has more important things to do than speak with me."

I attempted to press forward to continue following Joseph, but Vic slid to block my way again to say, "He needs to speak to you now."

Within my short conversation with Vic, I lost sight of Joseph. And that might have been my only chance to speak with him if he had been expelled. What could Dick possibly want from me now? Did he want me to complete another time-wasting assignment before the end of the weekend?

"Fine," I huffed. Getting this conversation over as quickly as possible would be best.

"Great!" Vic smiled, but I was not ready to trust his kind demeanor. He was an Elite, after all. "You can follow me to the mansion. That's where he said he is currently."

"Wonderful," I said with a tone that would signify the opposite of wonderful. I believe the word sarcasm is correct. Rachel uses sarcasm all the time.

I followed Vic through the campus grounds. I was dreading having to talk to the leader of the Elites again. I realize that Dick might have a slight vendetta against me after I challenged him. Therefore, I understand the punishment for keeping me out of the Elite's combat classes. I felt that should have been enough, but now I was his number one target to torment out of all the students just because he could.

I did not make it a habit to wander around the campus mansion after hearing that was where the Elites had stayed, and I wanted as limited contact with them as possible. Therefore, I never got close enough to the building to take in how immense the mansion was. As we reached the main entrance of the Elites' living quarters, I could not help but notice that the large front doors even made Vic look small in comparison.

Vic opened one of the doors and allowed me to enter first as I hesitantly walked in. I was not nervous to speak with Dick, but there were at least a hundred things I would have preferred doing than spending my afternoon trapped in a large mansion with a bunch of insufferable Elites.

Upon entering, Dick was already waiting for me in the center of the foyer, looking more like a statue than an actual living person. Wally was there as well. He was leaning against a wall and not trying to hide the smirk on his face, as if he knew what was about to happen and was looking forward to the outcome of the interaction I was about to have with Dick. There was another boy I had not seen yet standing behind Dick. His skin was more tan as compared to Dick and Wally's, and he had long black hair that fell past his shoulders. He eyed me with a curious and amused expression, with his head cocked slightly to the side and arms crossed. It was strange how they looked at me and remained silent as I approached them.

The silence was broken with one word when the boy behind Dick said, "Interesting," and then started to walk away from the foyer. As he left, he announced, "It looks like you might have competition after all, Babs!"

I did not even notice she was there until that boy said something. There was a common area to the side with lush couches and chairs, and Babs was lounging on one of them, reading a book. She responded by raising her eyes toward me to glare and lowering them to continue reading. She was not pleased with me being there. If only she knew I was equally not as delighted to be there either.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked Dick, seeing no point in starting with pleasantries. He would not try to be diplomatic, so why would I?

"Yes," He said, "I heard you were out past the curfew last night when I specifically told you to be back by 8. Why did you come back so late?"

I had hoped that he would not have found out about my late homecoming, but I should not have been surprised by it. For someone seemingly trying to keep me away from rechallenging him and wanting nothing to do with me was putting a lot of effort into watching everything I do.

I paused for a moment to decide the best response for him. Should I tell him about the creature I saw and how I thought it attacked Joseph? That felt like the truth to me, but that response would put me at risk of being ridiculed by the Elites, and any chances I would have to be taken seriously by them would be lost. Therefore, I took the safe route.

"The assignment you gave yesterday must have been so boring that I fell asleep in the cemetery, and by the time I woke up, it was past 8," I told him, believing it was a good enough story. It was what Rachel said that had happened, and I did not have an alternative excuse to share.

Dick said nothing as he continued to stare directly into my eyes. I knew he was checking to see if I was lying. I learned from my parents that you can tell if someone is telling the truth by their facial expressions, so I did my best to hold my gaze with his and keep my face relaxed. It was difficult, for the intensity in his bright blue eyes was making me feel a certain way that was bothersome. It was the same feeling I received after noticing what he looked like outside the school uniform. This feeling was foreign, and I could not say I enjoyed it.

He stepped toward me when he asked, "Are you sure that happened? It would not be good for you to lie to me, Kory."

I gulped as he got closer and prayed he did not notice. It was not intimidation that was making me feel nervous. It was something else. And it was irritating that I could not figure out what it was. "Yes. What else could have happened? I fell asleep. The school driver found me and took me back to the school."

There was another long pause as Dick continued to study me. I sensed he did not believe me, but I was not about to change my story now. This pressing for more information was starting to make me feel a little suspicious that perhaps Dick might have had something to do with that creature-man if my version of events did happen to be correct. Could that have been why he reminded me of the curfew before sending me to complete his assignment? Could he have made up that curfew to keep the students out of the town so that we do not see what happens after that time has passed? But if he knew something was about to happen in the town, why did he send me to the cemetery?

"I trust that you heard that Joseph was expelled yesterday," said Dick finally.

"Yes, I have," I replied.

"Do you know why he was expelled?" He asked.

I knew where this was going now, but I shook my head and pretended that I did not. "I do not know."

"He decided that the rules placed at the school here no longer apply to him, which ultimately led him to circumstances that caused him to be in more trouble than he could imagine."

Sensing the threat coming, I asked, "Is that why you requested for me to be here? To give me a warning that if I do not start following your rules, you will expel me?"

"I can't expel you," He stated, "But if you are not careful and you find yourself breaking the school's rules in front of the wrong person, you could see yourself having a similar fate to Joseph's."

After that remark, I began to feel he was no longer talking about breaking the rules. "Yes, I heed your warning, Dick. May I be dismissed now?" I asked him impatiently.

Though his face held no emotion, I noticed his hands kept curling into fists and then flexed them back open again as if he was refraining from saying something. But after another long pause and him continuing to stare at me uncomfortably, he said. "I suppose you can be. But don't take my warning lightly, Kory. You are still new to this planet, and there are things here that you don't understand. And though you may be opposed to how things are run around here, they are done for a reason. Therefore, you should stay out of things that don't concern you. If you can do that, then we will have no problems. Do I make myself clear?"

No, but I wanted to leave, so I would give him the answer he wanted. "Yes. I will stay out of your way and focus on my studies." I vowed to him, but he did not have to know that my studies would now consist of figuring out what was happening in the school and town. Deep down, I knew what I experienced the night before was not just a dream, and I had a feeling Dick might have witnessed the same events that I did. Otherwise, he would not have felt the need to call me here and give that very ambiguous warning.

I was about to turn on my heel to leave until I remembered that my list of cemetery names was still in my pocket. "Oh," I added as I slipped the folded paper from my pocket, "Here is your ridiculous assignment. I hope you find this list of deceased interesting or useful for whatever strange purpose you have for it."

Dick carefully took the list from my hand, his eyes never leaving my face. I was starting to dislike the way he looked at me. Was this how he looked at everyone else? Consistent eye contact to make them feel so uneasy? Maybe that was his superpower. The power of intimidation. That could explain why everyone was so afraid of him.

Before he could say anything else, I left the house as quickly as possible and let out the breath I was holding when I reached the end of the mansion's staircases. Now that I was out of the Elites' captivity, I could pursue Joseph to get real answers. I just hoped that it was not too late.

I started to go in the same direction as where I last saw Joseph but stopped at the building, where I remembered Rachel showing me where the faculty offices were. Though I knew it was the weekend and it was unlikely to find any of the teachers there, I could check to see if Miss Petrov was there at least. She never seemed to take a day off from her school principal duties, so there was a likely chance that she might be in her office. Then, she could give more insight into what happened to Joseph.

As I entered the faculty building, I immediately noticed how quiet it was and assumed all the offices must have been vacant—all but one. At the end of one of the hallways, I found a slightly open door. I crept toward it and noticed that it was much larger than the other doors in the building, and there was a gold nameplate on it that read 'Principal's Office.'

"So this is Miss Petrov's office," I told myself as I entered the room without a second thought. The door was open, so I only assumed my entry was permissible.

Her office was quite impressive. It was larger than some of the classrooms at the school and was decorated with many statues and other art pieces displayed on marbled pedestals. There was even a large wardrobe with open doors showcasing all of Miss Petrov's red suits. The evidence shows that it was Miss Petrov's office, but she was not there herself.

She may have stepped out for a moment, so I decided to stay there and wait to see if she would return. But as I waited and wandered around the room, I found that the immense mahogany desk in the center of the office had two folders on top of it. One read 'Joseph Wilson' while the other read 'Kory Anders.'

I listened carefully to my surroundings to make sure that no one was approaching her office as I took a couple of steps closer to the desk to get a closer look at the folders. My curiosity got the best of me as I reached out to open the folder that had my name on it first, but I was shocked to see that there was nothing within it. Not even a blank sheet of paper. But as I glanced at Joseph's folder, I noticed that it was much thicker, with a few documents that were sticking out from the edges.

As I was about to open Joseph's folder, I heard a door from outside Miss Petrov's office open and someone talking upon entering the building. The voice did not belong to Miss Petrov's. Instead, it was that silky voice I grew to loathe each day.

I panicked, for I heard Dick's voice getting closer, and it sounded like he was heading straight for Miss Petrov's office. If I ran through the door from which I came, he would catch me, and then I would be forced to have another uncomfortable conversation with him. The windows did not look like they would open easily for me to slip out of quickly, nor did they look large enough to fit through. And there was no other door that led outside.

Frantic, I looked around the room for a hiding place and found the wardrobe full of Miss Petrov's suits. Quickly and silently, I climbed into the cabinet that was surprisingly large enough to fit me and closed the doors. I left it open just wide enough so that I could get a peak of what Dick was doing. Curious to know why he was wanting to see Miss Petrov.

"She's not here," I heard Dick say as if he was talking to someone else, but from what I could see when he entered the room, there was nobody else with him. "How am I supposed to know where she went? Am I supposed to be putting trackers on everyone at the school now?" There was a moment of silence until he said, "You know I'm not doing that. I have more ethical standards. And my methods are fine, thank you."

He was communicating with someone by some invisible device, but who could it be? One of the teachers? Or someone else who was not even at the school?

"Speaking of," Dick said as I watched him stopping at Miss Petrov's desk, "I may just have something that might interest you. I found Joseph Wilson's folder on her desk. Right next to Kory Anders...The new arrival at the school." There was another pause until Dick said, "Yes, that's her, but I don't see how they're connected. It looks like Kory's folder is empty...Yes, I understand that." Dick's voice was starting to sound more irritated now, "And I'm doing the best I can to get more intel on her, but it's a little difficult to get records on someone who just arrived on this planet, and you've only given me access to databases on Earth, not other planets...yeah, that's all I know for now."

There was another moment of silence as Dick began to run through the papers of the other folder on the desk. "I'm looking at it now." I heard Dick let out a sigh. "Expellison due to several accounts of school rule-breaking and purposely being disobedient...Yes, I know of his family, but I can assure you Joseph shows no signs of ill intent on any of the students or the faculty." There was a longer pause, and then I could see Dick's posture tense from behind and could see his hands starting to clutch at the edge of Miss Petrov's desk.

"It was him, Bruce," Dick said sharply and then lowered his voice as the sound of someone else approaching Miss Petrov's office was heard, "I don't know how, but I can confirm that Joseph was on campus this morning. Just give me some time to figure it out. I have to go."

Just as Dick finished with his parting words to the invisible person, Miss Petrov had entered the room.

"Mr. Grayson," she said, sounding a little startled when she discovered that Dick was in the room. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I don't know," Dick said as he straightened to look at her. His chin tilted slightly upward to demonstrate a stance of superiority over her. "Perhaps you can tell me why another student has been expelled without informing me first. I thought we agreed after the last one that you were to console the student representatives before any changes were made to the student roster. And that does include adding new students as well."

If Miss Petrov felt threatened by Dick's demeanor, she had hidden it quite well as she responded with a patient smile, "It was a discussion that had to be made immediately, Mr. Grayson. We had no time to inform your pupils as arrangements had to be made quickly. And we didn't want to bother you on such a beautiful weekend with school business. You are teenagers, after all, and you need these weekends for rest and not worry about such adult matters."

"How thoughtful," Dick said, but in a mocking way, "But do I need to remind you who signs off your paychecks every week? You would not want to make that person angry, would you?"

"I understand," Miss Petrov said calmly, her smiling face never faltering. "Regardless of the generosity your father has provided for this school to secure your leadership here, I am still the school principal, and I am the one to make executive decisions for the betterment of the school."

The atmosphere in the room felt thick with tension as silence fell over the Titan Academy's principal and student president for a moment until Dick said, "For now." They were only two words, but the threat was evident.

"Good day, Principal Petrov," Dick then said as he excused himself to leave her office.

I watched Miss Petrov close her eyes and let out a breath when he was gone. She then walked to her desk to organize the mess of papers Dick had left at her desk and stowed the remaining two folders in another cabinet that she locked after placing them in there. Finally, I heard the clinking of her high heels fade away as she exited her office.

Once confident she had left, I quietly slid out from the wardrobe cabinet with my mind spinning. There was so much to take in from the two overheard conversations. It was confirmed that Dick did know what happened to Joseph the night before, and I what witness was for a fact, not a dream. Therefore, Dick had to have been there. Could Dick have been the one to send that horrifying creature after Joseph and is now trying to figure out how he could still be alive? But if that was the case, why was he concerned about Joseph being expelled and threatening Miss Petrov? If he wanted Joseph to be gone, he should have been pleased with the decision to remove him.

I was looking for more concert answers, but I was leaving Miss Petrov's office more confused than when I arrived there. Some secrets were being kept at the school, and something strange was happening in town, but none of the authoritative parties wanted the students to know about it. Thus, my hopes for getting more information from Miss Petrov are now in vain. I guess I will have to solve this mystery myself.

The upcoming three chapters are my 'Halloween' chapters, and I wanted to get them done in October. But we can't have everything we want, so we'll be celebrating Halloween for the remainder of the year...or whenever I'm done getting the Halloween chapters out.

I hope everyone has a fun and safe Halloween! 3