Terror in the neighborhood

Skye looked around the quiet neighborhood still feeling as if she was being watched; the sound of the door slamming next door had her jumping and turning to look quickly behind her. She had to laugh at herself when the children dressed as witches and goblins came running up to her giggling at the teenager who was scared of them. She was after all an adult to them, someone who should be afraid of nothing.

She took the time to talk to the little creatures of the night, tickling them and asking if they were going to get lots of candy. She saw something out of the corner of her eye and shivered in the cool October wind as the children ran off giggling for a night of magical trick or treating. Skye stood for a few more moments her arms wrapped around her waist tightly, looking out over the peaceful neighborhood that she had grown up in.

She had the creepiest feeling that all of the cozy houses along the tree lined street were being set up for a massacre. She laughed at her silly thoughts, imagining a Michaels Meyers look alike hacking his way through the friends and neighbors she had grown up around. She shrugged it off when in the back of her mind the images just wouldn’t go away, turning to go into the house to get ready for her date.

She had been inside for about ten minutes when the man climbed out of her closet. Her last coherent thought was that she should have listened to her own instincts and warned the children of what was to come.