//slight warning for some in-detail gore//

It was Halloween. I was 14. My friends and I were having fun, getting candy and whatnot, when we turned onto a less populated street. That's when I saw it.... A horribly mangled, six-foot-tall, figure at the end of the street. It's left arm was hanging from what looked like a string of some kind and it was limping slowly towards me. I turned to my friends but they were nowhere to be seen, everyone else had disappeared too. I tried to scream for help but the air caught in my throat when I turned around to see that the figure wasn't there. I spun around and it was right behind me. That terrifying face is something that will forever haunt me. In a moment of breathless terror, I took off at a sprint down the street. Trying desperately to find someone... anyone. I didn't dare look back. On the next street over, I found my 3 friends looking frantic, calling out my name. "Alex?! Alex, where are you?! This isn't funny anymore!" Kai yelled into the crowd. I ran up to them and they hugged me, all of us relieved and out of breath. "Where did you go?! We were worried sick!" my friend Harley asked. I explained to them what had happened and they looked shocked as I recounted the terror I'd faced. Then, for a split second, Sierra's face flashed to that horrid creature. I jumped back, a look of terrified shock on my face. She looked confused and asked what was wrong. But before I could answer, that's when I saw it. There it stood.... the creature..... at the other end of the street. It started limping towards me, faster and faster. I was frozen in fear. Just before it could get to me, I shot up in bed in a cold sweat. It was the morning after Halloween. It was all a dream..... Or so I thought....

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