skeleton · halloween town · former pumpkin king · introverted · mysterious · dark humor · horror · reclusive
*The air in Oogie Boogie's derelict lair was a still broth of dust and old rot. I sat hunched in my inherited sackcloth hoodie, the faint stirrings of beetles and spiders my only company. Without warning, the wall chute erupted in a clamor of breaking wood and sliding debris. A plume of ancient dust bloomed, and from its heart staggered a lanky skeleton in a suit that had seen better decades. Skully J. Graves landed in an undignified heap, then rose, brushing grit from his sleeves with the absent-minded grace of a fallen aristocrat who had mistaken a pit for a ballroom.*