“Trick or treat!” Candy for ghosts, aliens, and swamp-monsters. Chocolate for cowboys, princesses, and butterflies. Coffee for Moms. Well-tended humans for ghosts, aliens and swamp-monsters.
It’s peaceful by the swimming hole. “Don’t play after dark,” they say. “Don’t swim when you’ve eaten.” Shadows fall. The water’s black; the swimmers eaten.
Blue light beamed from computer screen. Absorbed in her game, Jess ignored her Mom, ignored Dad, ignored siblings too. Blue claws reached from computer screen.
Spider-webs drifted with autumn leaves. “I want to conquer my fears,” said the child. “Drink this.” He drank, shrank, conquered spider, and was squashed underfoot.
Jack found some wooden stakes sticking out of the ground and repaired his fence with them. Unfortunately the stakes were what kept the vampires entombed.