It was the late evening of the day before Halloween. The people of Hallowburgs were planning on celebrating the 360th anniversary of their town's discovery once the clock hit 12. Founded in 1666, predating Texas and America.
The town was located on the line of the Mexico-Texas border, making the architecture of the town to be a perfect amalgamation of Mexico's and America's architecture and even culture.
The air was even more cold and chilly than usual but the Halloween costume made it bearable.
Despite the cracked roads, damaged sidewalks, and ghetto neighborhood, none of the children was scared. They were overjoyed.
"Look at this spooky skeleton!" A werewolf costume child screamed. The skeleton prop's head fell off. "Oops," Werewolf said.
"Author!" An older woman which seem to be his mother yelled at the boy. She grabbed his hand and ran off.
A man with panic eyes open the door and quickly shut it when he sees it was just a mother and her child messing with the decoration. "Oh god..." The man sighs in anxiety. He had black eyes, dark tan skin, bald head but his big black beard made up for the lack of hair.
He jumped when a hand come from behind and grab his shoulder.
"Miguel?" The woman who grabbed her husband's shoulder had an eyebrow raised at him. She looks at him sternly. The wife had a ginger hair color that was fading due to old age and she was Caucasian. Her eyes were dark brown. "What's wrong with you? You look like you've seen a demon."
Miguel's worried expression didn't change. "Nothing, Cristian."
Cristian looked up the stairs to the second floor, her expression was one of agitation. "Does he want to come?" Cristian asked Miguel.
Miguel waves it off. "You know he doesn't wanna go anywhere!" Miguel talks down about whoever is upstairs.
"Well, I buy him a costume for the festival! He going to wear it!" Cristian stomped up the stairs.
It was a darkly lit room. Trash was scattered around and a mattress lay in the corner with an unkept bed sheet. There was a window to the outside but the curtains cover the window preventing any light to pierce through the room. In front of the window was a gaming set, and not an advanced set.
A ginger-haired man with dark-skinned who was just in poor shape like his room was playing on his poorly made pc, probably playing something perverted like those hentai games. It was obvious by his characteristic that this man was the son of Miguel and Cristian, but his eyes were different from theirs. He had a unique yellow eye color, they were beautiful but the tired eye bags around his eyeballs ruin their beauty of them.
The yellow-eyed man yawns as he seems to be playing his game for hours on end without sleep. He stopped when he heard slamming on his door.
"Dennis!" Is what Cristian named her son. "Dennis come with us! It would be fun!" Despite saying 'fun' it seems like Cristian was making this an obligation to Dennis.
Dennis pauses his game. "No." That is all he said before going back to gaming.
Cristian slammed on the door harder. "I bought this with my own money so you're going to wear it!" Cristian held up a Halloween costume bag in her hand.
The Halloween costume was something you find at a cheap Halloween store. It was poorly made but cool-looking. The mask was a pumpkin that was carved into a skull shape and it had a dark purple cloak with a hoodie, the cloak covered most of the body but left the chest open for the dark green t-shit with an orange rib cage printed on it to be shown. It looks as if the grim reaper had also gotten into the Halloween spirit.
