I was walking back home at around 7pm when I realized that one of the streets near my apartment building was filled with unusual activity. The place is a quiet residential area consisting of small row houses in a quiet neighborhood. I decided to have a look and investigate things further. All of a sudden I was surrounded by little kids who were racing for candy from house to house under the close surveillance of their parents and caretakers. Trick or treat! I felt as if I were in the middle of one of those American movies that we Europeans often watch with some inevitable skepticism as if doubting whether they are truly that picturesque or whether they are just the product of some Hollywood producer’s overactive imagination. In just a few minutes, Captain Jack Sparrow, Buzz Lightyear, the Easter Bunny, a little fairy, a couple of ugly witches and some other strange creatures that I could not really identify marched in front of my amused eyes. Leaving the scene behind, I walked back to my apartment and, along the way, I felt a great disturbance on the force. There it was, looking at me from with a mystic inner glow, the terrifying Darth Pumpkin! I felt a chill run up my spine as my imagination was inexplicably drawn to a galaxy far, far away. Out of the blue, the face came to life and, amidst some heavy breathing, spoke to me with a deep, menacing bass voice: “Paco… I am your pumpkin”.
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