It is Halloween, a day that used to be your favourite of the year. As a child, you counted down the days to Halloween, thrilled at the prospect of venturing out into the night in a monster's clothing and returning with a sack stuffed full with candy. As you grew through adolescence, your tastes gradually changed. You still lived in anticipation of Halloween, but you no longer cared much for its typical offerings. The costumes weren't real. The candy was too sweet. What you wanted was adventure, panic, black magic. You wanted to find yourself on a dark hilltop, shaking with fear as...
It is Halloween, a day that used to be your favourite of the year. As a child, you counted down the days to Halloween, thrilled at the prospect of ...
