“How sweet!” she fluttered, seeing an angel. More cute Halloween outfits presented themselves for treats.
Older revellers arrived later. They looked scarier. One demanded extra chocolates.
“Have the rest,” Wendy shivered. “I’m closing down.”
Back to the solitude of home, Wendy made tea. Is that the doorbell she heard?
She raced to turn on the outside light. No one. She opened the door to survey the porch. A dark presence pounced in front of her.
Dracula stepped in, closing the solid door behind him.