Alvin and Cherry placed wreaths and lanterns along the riverside next to their house. This Halloween was their most anticipated one. This year Dad said they could wear costumes and go for trick and treat.
“Mum is stitching costumes up for us!! I am so excited! I have been watching makeup lessons the whole October!”
Toltskin peeked out of his cave. Was it months or years spent in isolation? When he saw people coming to pluck big pumpkins, he knew it was now time for a nightly stroll. He hobbled downhill under the moonlight and finally reached Candosville. After days of sedentary solitude and cachexia, he would now huff and puff after the tiniest effort. He reminisced about how he lost years of his normal life after a vagary. He passed by a group of teenagers.
“Nice costume bro! Happy Halloween!”
He just nodded lest his voice would him away.
Toltskin heard the gushing noise of a river and felt drawn to it. He unfurled his fingers from his cane. He removed his pumpkin head and shook out the hanging flesh debris. He dropped his cape and staggered to the riverside. A headless figure with webbed limbs took a dip in the water.
“Alvin, I wonder what costumes Mother stitched up for us. I so want to see them.”
They tiptoed downstairs and reached the barn.
“Hey look!” she whispered.” A pumpkin head and a cape … I guess those are our costumes! Let’s try them on!”
Cherry put on the pumpkin head while Alvin donned the cape and cane.
“Cool! Now I know which makeup we need!”
“What wrong with your voice?”
“What happened to your hands?”
“Lets take them off!”
“I can’t take it off !!”
“The cane is burning my hand.”
Toltskin felt a twinge…he saw his reflection in the water. He touched his face with trembling hands and screamed!
He jauntily made his way home. As he passed the picket fence he remembered how years ago he had found a stray pumpkin head and a cape on Halloween eve right there.