Gerald put his arm around Alice's shoulders as they left the theater after watching a horror movie. They strolled through the Halloween night as Trick-or-Treaters scampered about in their costumes.
Suddenly a black cat dashed across their path.
"Oh, Gerald," said Alice. "That's bad luck for us!"
"Nonsense, dear. That's pure superstition." He stopped and scraped his foot on the sidewalk as though to wipe away the cat's passing.
Immediately there came a thunderous growl as the black cat returned--having grown ten times its former size with fangs to match--to claim the two lovers for a Halloween snack.
Suddenly a black cat dashed across their path.
"Oh, Gerald," said Alice. "That's bad luck for us!"
"Nonsense, dear. That's pure superstition." He stopped and scraped his foot on the sidewalk as though to wipe away the cat's passing.
Immediately there came a thunderous growl as the black cat returned--having grown ten times its former size with fangs to match--to claim the two lovers for a Halloween snack.
