I opened my eyes realizing that I was still in class. Honestly I was just too tired, and excited for Halloween to give a shit about class. I spent all of my Sunday trying to find the perfect costume during the day, and at night I spent most of the time decorating my apartment with one of my three roommates .
When class was finally over for the day, I went back to my apartment to sleep. The next morning was Halloween, and man was I ready! Pretty much everyone including me, wore a costume all day long. I dressed up as a vampire. I had the fangs, a red and black skirt, a cape and high heal boots.
And of course I had to paint fake blood dripping from my mouth to add to the whole vampire thing. Finally it was Halloween night, and my best friend/roommate and I decided to walk around campus to see all the costumes people were in, and maybe take part in some of the events going on. When the fun was over my friend went to some dude's place, whom she attracted with her sexy witch costume.
So I had to walk back to the apartment alone, which didn't really bother me at first. I was walking along a side walk when I saw some dark clown type looking dude, leaning on a lamp post, looking off into the distance. His costume was pretty cool. He had pale white skin with long messy black hair. His nose was long and cone shaped with black and white stripes. He turned to look at me, and grinned, revealing his pointy looking teeth.
He stood up off the lamp post, and motioned for me to come closer with his long finger. I noticed that he had long black claws, that i thought were pretty fucking cool. Then out of nowhere A man with a black hoodie and jeans, came up from behind the clown dude, attacking him with a scalpel.
There was a short fight, which for some reason I thought was all an act. I guess your mind just never suspects things to be real. The clown was now on the ground bleeding out, while the man with the hoodie stood over him. The hooded man had an expressionless blue mask, with pitch black eyes, that had some weird dried black liquid, that had been spilling out through the eye-holes.
He had on finger-less gloves revealing his grey skin, and black claws. The man in the mask kicked the clown guy, which looked like it hurt, due to the boots he was wearing. The hooded man picked up the clown guy, and snapped his neck. By then I was figuring out that this might actually be real.
The masked man knelt down on one knee and carved something in the clown's face.he stood up and looked at"This is it" I thought, preparing myself to die. But he just walked away. I walked slowly over to the clown, and saw the initials E.J carved into his head.
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