The Tragedy of Halloween Night

The twigs and dry leaves crumbled under our feet, as Luke, Lexi, and I walked towards the House of Horrors. It was Halloween night, and all of the children went out to trick-or-treat and have fun in Heritage Park. The moon glowed with an eerie light that washed the children’s faces white. The sky was dark and sinister with shadows that held the darkest of the dark. The park was filled with loud cries, laughs, and screams. I could see the youngsters playing Toss the Corn, Pick a Pocket, Coloring Fun, Haystack Luck, and a bunch of other different games, while the pre-teens and teens lined up to enter the House of Horrors.
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Luke, Lexi, and I waited our turn to go into the “haunted house”. Luke looked exhilarated and eager. He flipped his dark brown hair out of his face and smiled his confident Hollywood smile. Lexi, on the other hand, looked anxious and green in the face. I had been looking forward to this night since forever. We slowly, but steadily moved forward. Each of us slipped on our neon green glow-in-the-dark wristbands. As we entered the shadowy room, a cool mist licked the sides of our shoes and legs. To the left, was a mask; to the right, was a scary clown; every bend we reached, a monster, zombie, clown, or concealed creature would jump out and try to grab us. Lexi and I clutched onto each other the whole way and screamed at the top of our lungs, while Luke swept pass without a faint hint of fear. Just after we had exited from the back door, I realized that the giant grandfather clock was about to strike midnight!
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The whole audience gaped at the admirable time mechanism and shouted, “5…4…3…2…1…YEAH!” The loud chime never came. Instead an unnatural shriek and scream of pain rang in the ears of the crowd and was followed by a deadly silence. The whole park had stopped its activity to stare open-mouthed at the source. Our trio quickly ran to the back door of the House of Horrors and zigzagged around the many props and temporary walls. A crowd had formed a semi-circle around a girl who lay on the floor, stiff and cold as ice. I could smell the metallic scent of blood. A pool of the sticky, red liquid had formed under the young female’s body. I gasped. There was a hole where her heart used to be. The blossom pink and crimson red flesh hung from the wound. When I looked at the girl’s face, I could see her aqua blue eyes open and a look of pure terror on her blood-stained face that had no nose or mouth. I had just realized that I wasn’t doing anything about this crime.
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I nudged Lexi and said, “Hey, call the police and tell them to get here as soon as possible!” Almost instantaneously, I froze as I saw bloody footprints and handprints heading out of a window that was constructed aimlessly and without care.
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The three of us followed the blood-stained grass into the woods. The woods were filled with unknown creatures that can kill a single person with one slash of their long claws; even Luke looked frightened. I took the lead while the others proceeded after me. We followed the now faint blood trail to an old shack. The shack’s roof and walls were made of soft, long, gold grasses. Luke went up to the wood door, grasped the gold doorknob and twisted it. The door was glued shut. I pressed my ear against the polished wood and listened. Hearing the sound of water plunging to the floor, I felt an urgency to ply the door open. We tried again and again, but failed. Now, we were exhausted and left with only one more solution. Threesome, we jogged away from the beaten-up old shack and whipped around so that we were peering at the shack from a distance. I gave a signal and we all sprinted, like ostriches, towards the door. I felt splinters puncture my skin as I rammed the door with all my might. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor in a tiny room that smelt of decayed wood and garbage. Swaying as I got up, I examined the furniture-less room and saw dog paw prints leading into another tiny room that was flooded with water. As I saw the shriveled up old dog face, hanging from the doorframe, whose eyes and mouth were gushing white liquid, I backed up right into Lexi and Luke and fled the shack in terror. Lexi and Luke joined me at the base of an old twisted tree, panting. I shivered and began to sob. Lexi comforted me by saying that she knew that I was scared, but it would be all right in the end. I didn’t believe her, but I trudged on with the both of them. I was furious at the dog murderer and was determined to put that person behind bars for all eternity.
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The three of us followed a set of distinct, dented, wet grass into a huge wheat field. The wheat field stretched as far as the eyes could see. Opposite of us, stood a girl at the very end of the field whose back was turned. The cold November wind blew and howled loudly, spreading multi-colored leaves everywhere. Her jet black hair waved and flowed in the gathering darkness. The girl was holding one thing in each hand, but I couldn’t identify them. Luke walked closer to take a better look and saw a pumping heart in her left hand, and a rusty, bloody kitchen knife in the other. He quickly stepped back. She sensed their presence and slowly and dramatically turned to face us.
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When she turned, we saw a feature-less surface where her face should’ve been. She had no eyes, no mouth, no nose, and no ears. But I heard a mysteriously dark voice say, “You do not belong here on this earth. You shall all die like that girl and mutt. Say your last good-byes.”
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The girl charged and held her curved blade at ready. She got closer and closer, but we were too shocked to move a muscle. She tried to stab Luke, but he sidestepped and took out his own blade. He used the blade and chucked it at her heart, and but she didn’t seem to be hurt at all. Then Luke realized that he couldn’t win this battle, but it was too late. He tried to flee, but got jabbed and sliced at until he gave one last look at the sunset and fell limp.
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Lexi and I ran for safety back to the House of Horrors and contacted the police. When they had gone to the scene of the attack at the wheat field, they had found no evidence of Luke, but found two round marbles, a triangle, and a thick, curled line.
That girl still visits me in my dreams both at night and in the day. Lexi was never the same again, neither was Halloween. The girl was never seen again…or was she?