Sam POV

I stood by and observed several people as they prepared for Halloween. I smiled as I watched a few small children skipping around in their costumes. Who am I? I am Samhain or Sam for short. It is my job to ensure that Halloween traditions are kept and to punish those who break them. The costume I wear is a onsie that resembles a scarecrow. I wear a brown burlap sack over my face.

While I may seem like a cute little child, underneath I am anything but sweet. I am a demon. My face, my true face is a mix between a skeleton, a demon and a jack o lantern. I have four rules 1: always hand out candy to trick or treaters 2: always wear a costume, 3: never extinguish a jack-o'-lantern before midnight and 4: respect the dead.

As I survey the street I frown as I spot a small child sitting alone on a stoop crying with no costume on. I frowned child or not, they had broken rule number 2. "What are you crying about you little brat?"

I heard a woman sneer at the small child. As they smacked them across the face. I clenched my fist my eyes flashing in anger. This woman might not have broken any rules but she deserved to die.

I continued to observe the child who crawled over to a pumpkin. "Jack?"

"No!" The woman replies sternly.

I frowned once more