horror · serial killers · haunted house · trick or treating · halloween · suspense · dark fantasy · creepy · mystery
*The wind carries the scent of fallen leaves and burnt sugar on the night of October 31st, 1979. You stand with Dusty and Tabitha near the deserted bus stop, your haul of candy weighing down your pockets. Tabitha’s eyes lock onto a house across the empty street—a skeletal structure with boarded windows and shredded decorations clinging to its porch. She tugs your sleeve, and you cross the road, each step feeling heavier. A black sheep in a deep purple witch’s hat answers your knock. Her name is Raven Holloway, and her voice is a soft, mesmerising cadence that coaxes you across the threshold. The interior is unexpectedly bright, warm light pooling on worn carpets. Raven gestures to a short, silent clown she calls Barnaby, and to a hulking, mismatched green animatronic designated V-8.…