The Haunted Prism

Three trick or treat witches, exploding with excitement, ran to the enormous creepy cottage standing solitaire and situated at the end of the cul-de-sac.

As they careered closer, a coinciding luminous light leapt out from the cottage’s stained glass window. The children carefully crept up the rickety, rackety ragged wooden porch steps. The steps cowered and creaked under their feet, seemingly forewarning the three friends not to go up.

“I’m scared, so let’s skip this creepy cottage,” whispered Jenny.

“Cluck, cluck, cluck,” teased Jackie. Then, she sprinted up the stairs and knocked at the door.

Instantly, a scrawny, spindly silhouette appeared on the door followed by faint footsteps. As the door opened slowly, a musty malodour drifted out filling Jackie’s nostrils. Her heart began hammering in her chest as she gazed up at the tall man dressed in a black suit standing in the doorway. A bleak, blowy breeze sent shivers down her spine.

“Um trick or treat?” tittered Jackie.

“I’ve never had trick or treaters till now; you’re very valiant vitches coming here alone. Vait here.” The man disappeared into the creepy cottage and returned with a prism placed on his palm. He put the prism into Jackie’s pouch and silently shut the sinister door.

“That wasn’t too scary,” said Jackie, as she strolled swiftly to her friends.

At Helen’s house, they poured their pouches onto a plate and started sucking the sweets. As soon as Penny grasped the pearly, purple prism in her hand it began to gleam, glint and glow. Suddenly, they heard a strange sound, “Whoowooowoo! Whoowooowoo!”. Ghosts flew and floated through the doors and walls. Penny put the prism down hastily, but the crystal continued to coruscate.

The ghosts transmigrated the toys. Barbies, balls and bears surrounded the screaming girls. The circle commenced contraction and the toys got closer. Helen’s Mum hurried in, however the toys encircled her also.

Shortly, scratching noises started; then the door swung open. The man in the black suit stood smirking in the doorway. He strode in, picked up the purple prism and exited. Barbies, balls and bears followed him.