Creaking on their rusty hinges the gates mysteriously swing open revealing a dark dilapidated house. "This is not happening!" I state. "The creepier they are the more candy they've got!" Margret says as she and Paul jerk me forth.
As we face the dimly lit mansion Paul steps ahead and kicks open the wooden door bailing a flock of bats, that fly out in haste.
"No candy for us here!" I utter and begin retreating back.
My eyes focus on a blur figure that approaches us steadily. A wide grin visible on his face.
"Trick or treat!" He says in an extremely familiar voice his clown clothes and makeup now visible in the light of the full moon. "Michael Douglas!" We scream in unison fear present on our faces.
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House No. 42
Adventure3 kids dressed in skeleton costumes but 1 hitchhiker dressed as a clown. Margret, Paul and Samantha while trick or treating step into a dilapidated house, they think that treasure the most candy. As if they were expected the gates swing open welcomi...