Orange (Trick or Treat)

Orange

The Orange pumpkin head sat on the left-hand side of the walls that were set on each side of the stairwell, the flicking of a candle illuminated the hollow insides of what had once been its complete form

The light made the thin-skinned remains give a glow and the eye holes seemed to show the strangest look that could have almost been alive. but no that was not possible, after all this was just a hollowed-out pumpkin, like so many he had seen over the years.

The creepy old house did indeed offer a little quite a plus to the overall effect and that was going a long way to making his mind jump into overdrive now he did not know if the door was going to be opened by an attractive housewife dressed like some sexy horror creation or it would be her monstrous husband, with or without a gruesome costume to make his night even worse.

Of course, what choice did he have in the matter, this was the only house that he could see any lights on, all the others sitting in darkness and bereft of any Halloween decorations.

So the choices were they were either out or just trying to avoid the hordes of trick-or-treating children that would be around at this time of the night, the thought making him look back to the street behind him and finding it empty of people and only a single street light working to provide a small amount of light.

He turned his head back to the door in front of him, only letting it stop for the briefest of moments to take in the pumpkin once more and then came to rest them on the cobweb-covered door, .not a bad Halloween touch he thought to himself as he reached forward to knock at the door.