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The Halloween Haunt

X looked into the reflection of herself in the mirror. She looked ridiculous.

For any event, any occasion, any career.

But here she was. And she knew she was going to do it.

Grabbing her black devil horns headband and her orange and black pumpkin container she stepped out of her room into the corridor. The whole place buzzed with activity, alive with a pulse that seems to emanate on the very pavement X was standing on.

X felt alive too, her heart racing as she set out.

…

*knock knock. “Trick or treat!” X exclaimed cheerfully as the door came ajar.

“Hel- Whaaa?” the man stuttered. It was not the first time his door was knocked upon that night, many having gone round doing the same thing. But the visitor this time was vastly different.

Sure, many have claimed that Halloween was simply an excuse for ordinary girls to dress slutty for one day and get away with it, but he sure wasn’t expecting this.

The girl standing at his doorstep had horns atop her head, her fingers hooked onto the handle of what appeared to be an orange pumpkin container, but that’s where the usual stopped and the bizarre begin.

Unashamed, the girl who he recognised as a resident a floor down was wearing a full-body fishnet suit, black lines perforated with opening all throughout her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. In fact, her brown nipples were clearly showing through the holes and her trimmed bush was out for all to see.

“May I come in?” the girl asked shyly.

“Sur.. Suree…” the man replied. He was about to get lucky.

…
15 minutes later, X walked out of the first room she knocked on, a bitter aftertaste in her mouth. She was back in her attire, albeit it being a little more torn for easier access. X kind of liked the way encompassed everything, yet hid nothing, although a part of her was a little sad that it had to be ripped a little so she could remain in it the whole time.

Barefooted, for the attire allowed no shoes, X came into contact with the cold hard ground. Her heart still pumped away as a drop of perspiration coalesced on her brow from the cardio she just had.

Calming herself down, X took 5 steps down the hall and knocked.

“Trick or treat!” she greeted.

This time, three men stared in wide-eyed shock when the door opened.

“This is going to be a fun one” X thought, tossing her orange pumpkin container in the corner as she took the initiative and stepped forward, swinging the door close behind herself while the three hallmates stood rooted to the ground, their jaws on the floor.

“Shall we do this sequentially, or simultaneously?” X asked, to no one in particular as the door clasped shut.

After all, the night was long and full of Halloween horrors and she was only on her second...