Halloween Scare Tactics
The children were easy to keep away. Whenever Edwin would see a child peering at the creaking old shambles from the street, he would let out a long keening shriek, like an animal in agony, ending with the booming word “GOooooo!.”
But now Edwin was troubled. It was the day before Halloween and he was not looking forward to his duties on the special night. Halloween brought the teenagers out.
Too old for “trick or treat,” they often took dares involving the Bellamy mansion. Most of these kids were rich, entitled brats, who thought everything just came to them. They made hobgoblins look tame and well behaved. Last year despite his best efforts they nearly burned the place down.
“I need to change it up this year, he thought.”
Halloween night arrived. The orange orb of the sun sank in the western sky, casting a eerie glow amongst inky shadows around the unkempt gardens and hedges of Bellamy mansion.
Edwin saw a large group of teens sneaking in the gate. “Lights!” He said. “Action!”
The house came alive with yellow light and the screaming antics of a thousand hobgoblins.
Dressed as a zombie butler, Edwin flung open the door and welcomed the wide-eyed delinquents into the house.
Escorting them to the kitchen he informed them they would be preparing all the food, washing the dishes and cleaning up after the party.
They turned as a group, and ran screaming into the night.
Edwin smiled. “Nothing like a little work to scare this generation.”