Moving closer, the trick or treater entered the lighted doorway. Billy could now see it was someone wearing a white sheet over their head decorated with two blackened eyes. It was a cheap ghost costume.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Billy said, “Very funny Darrell. You have nothing better to do than follow me around?”
In reply the ghost continued its low moan as it advanced toward them.
Up close Billy could see that there was something wrong about the ghost costume. It seemed taller than the one Darrell wore and where the eyes were he could see there was no eye holes, just two jet black pits of darkness.
Now shuddering, Billy whined, “I think something is wrong with this trick-r-treater.”
A black mouth opened at the ghost’s face and it let out such a loud howl that the house began to shake.
For the first time in his life Billy felt real fear.