[Belladonna's Point of View]
People say that November is when spirits come back to the world to meet their loved ones.
I don't believe in ghosts. If there were any, I guess mom and aunt Melinda would haunt me right at this very moment.
To be honest, ghosts aren't scary at all. Humans are a lot scarier, living life like dead people.
I'm looking for an outfit to wear because Jameson asked me to a Halloween party tonight. I guess we'll go trick or treating to different homes just like what chocolate-faced kids do.
Then I found this cute orange pumpkin dress with wings. It's not so attractive but acceptable enough, I guess.
The police permitted me to go out as long as we wouldn't go far away from the neighborhood.
I grabbed a lamp and a basket to place the treats we were gonna get.
Should I get my gun?
Nevermind.
I went outside and saw Jameson waiting for me. He's wearing a costume of peter pan.
He looked at me from head to toe and slightly frowned.
"I thought you would wear a Tinkerbell costume." He said.
"I don't have that. This is the only costume I saw in the wardrobe."
His face plastered a smile, eventually, then he grabbed my right wrist.
"Where to go?" I asked him.
"Just around the village."
We reached the neighborhood and started to knock on doors to beg for treats from people.
This is so annoying.
After an hour, we already filled the baskets with treats.
"This is so fun! Let's get another basket!" Jameson excitedly said while staring at his basket full of chocolates and candies.
"You can have mine." I offered him my basket.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thank you!"
He immediately grabbed my basket, looking so happy.
I glanced around the area, and I saw something very fascinating.
A group of adults wearing scary masks and partying in the streets drunk?
This is crazy.
I was about to go in the direction of the adults when Jameson grabbed my arm.
"Where are you going?" He asked confusedly.
"What's the matter? It's not like I'm gonna go drink with them."
I removed his hand, gripping my arm, and approached the group of adults.
"Hey, look, kids!"
"Hey kids, what are you doing here? Here to party?"
They smell awful.
Jameson followed me and just kept hiding behind my back.
What a coward.
"Hey, little beanies, you aren't allowed here. This place is for adults. You should go back trick or treat in the fancy neighborhood." A woman with a ghost mesh costume told us.
"Aaahh!"
This is what I'm waiting for.
I saw a man stabbing another man with a knife, and they were both wearing the same mask.
Man, the other one must be dead.
Stab after stabs and blood after blood.
"Uhm, Bella, I think we need to get out of here."
I looked at Jameson, who was staring scared at me.
Oh, this boy must be so scared.
I looked around, and it was just these two men and us.
Where is everyone? Don't they want this most exciting event this night?
As soon as the man finished stabbing the other man, he looked at us and gestured us to stay silent.
"Shh."
Then he ran away into the woods.
"Uhm, James, you can go back home if you don't feel comfortable."
He didn't respond, so I just went directly to the corpse.
Man, it's terribly damaged. Multiple stabs all over the body.
I was about to remove the mask, but someone came running towards us.
I looked back, and it was the cop guarding the mansion.
"Why are you two still here? Didn't I tell you to go home before seven?
He looked so mad.
"Well, a serious event happened right here. I saw it with my two eyes. This is the bod-"
I looked back at the dead body, but it was gone.
IT'S GONE?
"You two, better go back to the mansion since you're already finished trick or treating."
"Wait, where's the corpse?" I asked.
"What corpse are you talking about?" The cop asked back.
"Jameson? You saw it, right?"
"Uhm, I didn't. What are you talking about, Bella?"
"Stop lying! I know you saw it too!"
"You two, go back to the mansion now since you're done with the trick or treating already."
"But-"
"No buts, let's go home."
I looked back at the street and saw the adults wearing masks partying again.
Are they alive?
Weird.
...
As soon as we arrived home, I asked Jameson once again.
"You really didn't see that?"
"What are you talking about? Don't you know the rumors?"
"What rumors?"
"The street where you said you saw something earlier is cursed. People say a lot of people died there during Halloween in 2005. That's why I was petrified!"
I stopped for a minute, and I realized.
"So those people I saw earlier were dead?"
"Yeah, if you saw adults, they're probably the victims during the massacre of the mask."
Interesting, a massacre.
"Can you tell me a story about it?"
"There was this man. He was obsessed with Halloween and masks. That night of the party, his girlfriend broke up with him, and he got furious. Actually, they had the same mask during that night. He stabbed his girlfriend multiple times, and she was sliced into pieces. After he realized what he did, he also killed everyone in that street that night. Until now, they said that the killer wasn't found yet. That is the massacre of the mask."
After telling the story, he started hiding in the blankets and clumped himself.
I find the story fun though, that mean ghosts are real?
I went to the bathroom and washed my face because it was filled with make-up.
"Bella."
"Bella."
What's that? Someone's calling me. Her voice is echoing.
"Bella."
I stopped washing my face and looked directly at the mirror.
The eyeliner wasn't entirely removed and smudges all over my eyes.
"Hi, Bella."
A woman in a mask appeared in the mirror, and I have no doubt that she was looking at me.
She looks exactly like the woman who was cut into pieces!
I was just looking directly at the mirror until I noticed that my face was transformed to look like a mask!
"Ahh, help!" I screamed.
"Jameson!"
"Nobody will hear you, Bella."
"Help!"
I kept screaming and eventually fell to the floor.
The smoke from the masked woman is suffocating me. I can't breathe.
"Hahahha! Oh, my dear Bella."
I slightly opened my eyes dizzily to look at the woman.
"Melinda?"
I lost consciousness.