It’s dark and cold. The spooks are out. There’s a feeling of being followed, that thing from the corner of your eye that disappears the instant you turn around. Does it have fur? Fangs? Long claws to sink into your skin? Or is it something that will slip in through your ear and take over your brain, leaving you to scream in silence as no one notices you’re trapped and helpless. Don’t look now, but it’s getting closer. It’s reaching out. There’s ever so slight a touch on the back of your neck …

BOO!

Happy Halloween!