Trick or Treat - The Annual Teen Massacre

Chapter Six - 3AM - 4AM

Chapter Six.

David was tired. That were all the words he could find to conclude his current state. They had been running around for thirty minutes. They continued visiting from door to door, but not in the way David had thought through. He had no real choice in the matter. The boy he was stuck with until death forced him to follow by just walking away from him. He didn't feel safe with him.

After the first two houses David noticed that the boy didn't care which houses to pick to trick or treat. It was reckless. But since there was nothing he could do to prevent the boy from going to unsafe houses, it was probably best David would keep an eye on both ends of the street they were in so that they at least couldn't be ambushed. Also it would give them the opportunity to run away. 

The boy was in a rush though. He had a lot more candy to give out than David had. This brought even more concern to David because this meant the boy could knock David unconscious and find a different partner once David had his fifty pieces of candy given out. And having fifty pieces of candy given out still did not guarantee he would survive the night. But for now David was an useful complying asset to the boy, and David decided to stay that way.. for now. 

The scenery around them had changed drastically. In the more crowded areas the hype of the trick or treat event was a lot bigger than in his own neighborhood. More fanatics on the streets, and more parents who just loved to inflict a little damage on them. So far David had only encountered Viktor, the dagger throwing parent who saved his life. But that was only the start of the wounds he would probably receive in this night. There were parents who had been doing this for years. David and the boy had so far managed to evade most of the creepy houses. But other children weren't as lucky. They had seen children going to houses where they threw heavy objects like toasters on the children's heads. Throwing darts were another favorite thing of parents to throw from their windows. The damage they inflicted was small, but it could distract any child at the wrong moment, and they would be dead outside the parent's gardens. Some of them had grown dangerous plants in their lawns for the night. Some plants poisoned while others paralyzed. Some burned the flesh from a child's leg away until you could see the bone. It made David almost as sick as when he noticed the actual contents of the bonfires. The sight of how the eyeballs in the fires glared at him before melding away sickened him still. 

They entered another front yard and this one looked setup for the night. The boy examined the pathway towards the house. He waited for some other children to go to the house first. This way he could see what kind of traps there might be in store for them.

David didn't like this tactics. They kept you alive, ok. But it should never be by the cost of someone else. Especially not people you could hear about them the next day at school. It was a cunning coward's tactic. After three children entered the garden and David heard a 'click'. Poisonous fumes came out of the bushes and struck the unsuspecting children. They grasped for air before collapsing. David felt he wanted to help them, but he didn't move. The gas could just as easily poison him if he came too close. The people in the house opened their door and looted the children's bodies, before going inside again.

The yard was filled with all kinds of nasty traps. They evaded the poisonous plants and the trap they knew the previous children had stepped on, walked over the mini flamethrower wielding garden gnomes. He even saw an ad for them last week. Three for the price of one. This street in particular seemed to have enjoyed that deal. Once they reached the door without a scratch, the husband and wife opened the door reluctantly. 

     "Oh, you managed to evade all traps. Congratulations. Don't worry, we don't attack children who manage to get here unscathed. It's out family's code," the husband said.