Sleepless Nights

A few of the Gulches young rascals were either stupid or incredibly brave, having dared to wander into the forbidden wilds, on the eve of the 31st.

It was getting dark and the air was thickening with fear, the glowing lights of a previously unseen log cabin were a welcome sight.

On their approach they spied an old man on its porch, sitting in a rickety rocking chair.

They couldn't see the smoke billowing from his long wooden pipe but picked up its pungent scent drifting past their inquisitive noses.

Drawing close they couldn't believe their eyes, long grey hair and grisly beard it appeared to be the man of legend, Red Rock Bill, who it is said, disappeared from his bath without a trace.

He smiled and welcomed them to join him, in the safety of his porch, in no time at all he was telling them a scary story of the Injun spirits who haunted the forbidden wilds.

He said they were ancestors of the medicine man, his eternal nemesis Snake Bite, a name with which they were familiar.

A shiver ran down their spines, when told how they were slaughtered for their land, by their uncles, uncles, and left to be eaten by wild animals or to rot.

And cus them ornery Palefaces didn't know how important it was to make sure they were laid to rest in the Sacred Burial Ground, they're doomed to wander in the eternal wind of the forbidden wilds, alone and helpless like tumbleweed.

But tonight, at the will of Snake Bite they return on 'All Hallows Eve' as ghouls and witches, seeking to steal kids like you, away from their mommies and pappies.

So, I hope you've got deep pockets full of candy treats or you'll soon be among the kids who they trick, and trap forever in the eternal winds of the forbidden wilds.

Scared half out of their lives, they all turned and fled, running all the way home, to a sleepless night, and swearing never to enter the forbidden wilds again.