11-04-2011, 02:32 AM
The dark street, full of young excited faces. Little vampires, baby frankinstiens and miniture werewolves, faces a lit by candle light. Parents at their side guiding them through the crowd. A woman screams.. her lost child crys in the distance, you continue walking towards the pumpkin patch. Nothing around you matters excpt the glow of Jack-O-Lanturns. The dark angel wings are lit up as the angel is rose above the patch. The closer you get the more it draws you in. Are you willing too take the final step?
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