All Hallowseve Вђў Рџћѓ Halloween Special Рџћѓ Вђў The ... -

Elias raised his camera, his finger trembling on the shutter. "I only wanted a picture of the moon."

"The Halloween Special isn't a show," she said, leaning close enough for Elias to see the stars reflected in her hollow eyes. "It’s a homecoming." Elias raised his camera, his finger trembling on the shutter

As he stepped onto the porch, the floorboards groaned like a tired soul. He aimed his lens at the attic window, but through the viewfinder, the house looked different. The peeling paint seemed smooth; the shattered glass was whole. He aimed his lens at the attic window,

Inside, the air smelled of dried cinnamon and old Earth. Elias followed the amber glow up the spiraling staircase. When he reached the attic, he didn’t find a dusty storeroom. He found a feast. Elias followed the amber glow up the spiraling staircase

He looked down at his digital display. The screen was black, save for one clear image: a table full of light, and at the center, a hand-carved pumpkin with a face that looked exactly like his own, smiling back from the dark. Should I continue this as a series, or

Suddenly, the front door swung open. No wind, no hand. Just an invitation.