But here I was, watching with my own two eyes as a lot of particularly nasty undead candy were attacking people and destroying houses and streets like children go through their candy loot after a night of trick-or-treating.
As you will probably know, every town has its own haunted house. So, naturally, that was where it all began.
I rang the creepy doorbell. I could hear a faint haunting melody of bells ringing inside the haunted mansion. I knew that the residents really added to the effect by buying a bunch of creepy lawn ornaments and doorbells.
The door slowly creaked open and a frail woman peeked out.
This was strange, because I remember that every single year a giant "zombie" jumped out and chased you through the house in a "maze" until you reached the back door and they gave you a big huge handfull of candy.
The "zombie"I stared at her, my mouth hanging open slightly.
"Ugh." She sighed. "If you really want to know, my candy is destroying your city."
I frowned.
She frowned.
I stared.
She stared.
I blinked.
She slammed the door in my face.
I turned around. Candy was everywhere. On the streets, in trees, on top of cars. Flying in the air.
I pulled my mask off my face. Candy corn were tearing the hear off a werewolf mask someone was wearing, which just so happened to be running around screaming in terror.
Clearly, candy was having its revenge.
"Stop!!!!!!!" I screamed. The candy paused.
"How about this: if you stop destroying the world, we will stop eating you. Kapeesh?"
A lollipop blinked. Another candy corn did something like a bow or a push up, which must have been a nod.
As if by some mysterious force, all the candy dropped to the ground, lifeless.
Everyone stared at me with awe, glancing nervously at the sweets.
I picked up an unwrapped candy bar.
Victory is sweet, I thought, smiling.
Happy Hauntings! - Halloween Hysteria/Trick or Treat Tote 2008
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