{~trick-or-treating and ghost hunting~}

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The crisp October air bites at your cheeks as you adjust the straps of your Halloween costume, holding a plastic candy bucket that is already halfway full of fun-sized chocolate bars. Walking between Sam and Colby, you feel like a kid again. When they invited you out tonight, they explicitly promised a night of classic, nostalgic fun: strictly trick-or-treating in a lavish, highly decorated neighborhood, followed by cider and horror movies.

So far, they have kept their word. Sam is wearing a hilariously oversized inflatable dinosaur suit, and Colby went all out with classic vampire makeup. You laugh as Sam struggles to reach into his pockets for his phone, his tiny inflatable arms flailing.

"See? I told you this neighborhood has the best king-sized bars," Colby says, dropping a massive peanut butter cup into your bag with a grin. "Total jackpot."

"Yeah, yeah," you laugh, shifting your bucket to your other hand. "I’ve got to admit, I was skeptical when you guys asked me to hang out on Halloween. I totally expected you to drag me into some decrepit, haunted asylum."

Sam and Colby share a split-second, silent glance. It’s so fast you almost miss it.

"Who, us?" Sam’s voice squeaks slightly, muffled by the plastic window of his dinosaur mask. "No way. We’re just pure, wholesome Halloween joy tonight."

"Exactly," Colby chimes in, though his grin twists into something a little too mischievous. "But hey, the houses are thinning out over here. There's one last spot just past those trees. They usually give out full-sized boxes of candy. We have to check it out."

You look ahead. The brightly lit, suburban cul-de-sac quickly gives way to a dark, unpaved gravel road lined with ancient, overgrown oak trees. The cheerful sounds of laughing children and crinkling candy wrappers fade into an eerie, heavy silence.

"Are you sure?" you ask, slowing your pace as your sneakers crunch loudly on the gravel. "It looks completely pitch black down there."

"Oh, trust us," Colby says, slipping his hands into his pockets. "It’s a hidden gem."

You walk for another two minutes, the festive mood completely evaporating. The oak branches weave together overhead, blocking out the moonlight. Finally, the trees clear, revealing a massive, crumbling Victorian mansion. It sits behind a rusted iron fence, its windows dark and jagged like broken teeth. There are no jack-o'-lanterns, no artificial cobwebs, and absolutely no porch lights. It is completely abandoned.

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