- Salem, Massachusetts 1993-
In a class room full of High School students are listening to their teacher Miss Olin as she tells the legend of the Sanderson sisters.
Olin: Poor Thackery Binx neither his father, his mother nor anyone else every knew what became of him those 300 years ago...And so the Sanderson sisters were hanged by the Salem town folk and the presumed Innocent cousin of theirs was hung soon after. Now there are those who say that on Halloween night a black cat still guards the old Sanderson House. Warning off any who might make the witches come back to life.
A young teenager with brown hair, brown eyes and a tie dye t-shirt named Max speaks up.
Max: Give me a break.
Olin: Uhuh. We seem to have a skeptic in our midst. Mr. Dennison would you care to give your California laid back tie-dyed point of view?.
The class laughs.
Max: Okay. Granted that you guys here in Salem are all into these black cats and witches and stuff...
Olin: Stuff?.
Max: Fine. But everyone here knows that Halloween was invented by the candy companies. It's a conspiracy.
Allison: It just so happens that Halloween is based on the ancient feast called All Hallow's Eve. It's the one night of the year where the spirits of the dead can return to Earth.
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