Heck of a Halloween!
Halloween was the busy season for Heck, which meant he was spending long hours raising the dead in time for everyone's parties. It just wouldn't be a Halloween in Trembleton without zombies and skeletons puttering around everyone's yards, handing out treats and giving the kids a nice safe scare. When he wasn't busy with other people's dead, he worked on getting the Necrotic Technologies building ready for any trick-or-treaters brave enough to walk The Gauntlet.
Every year, Heck set up a path to his front door that was fraught with PG-peril for the little buggers to work their way through. This year he was especially proud of The Gauntlet - all the disembodied hands were creeping and grabbing on time, the skeleton was 'rising up from the grave' at just the right moment, the ghosts were floating ghostily through the garden - it was a well coordinated adventure in synchronized haunting. And near the end of the path, the scariest obstacle of all - Rhonda, the light of the full moon illuminating the DEAD RIGHTS buttons she planned on handing out to kids before they reached the door. Halloween seemed the perfect time for her to educate the young folks about undead equalityissues.
Newt the Intern was set up near the driveway to make sure kids got started down the path and didn't wander off it. He had a flashlight and a book to read so he didn't get too bored with trick or treaters. He was also on rescue duty should any of the kids get too scared by the walk to the necromancer's door.
Mr. Bones was stationed on the front porch with caramel apples, mugs of cider, and ginger snap cookies (Heck was proud of the cookies- they snapped extra loud this year). He was also to point the kids towards the door, where Charmaine was ready to hand out ghost globes and to usher the children into the candlelit parlor. There Heck sat, dressed in his best top hat and waistcoat, a book of stories in his lap. As each group of children came in, he told them a tale from the book - manipulating the shadows and making ghostly sounds to illustrate the action.
Every year, Heck set up a path to his front door that was fraught with PG-peril for the little buggers to work their way through. This year he was especially proud of The Gauntlet - all the disembodied hands were creeping and grabbing on time, the skeleton was 'rising up from the grave' at just the right moment, the ghosts were floating ghostily through the garden - it was a well coordinated adventure in synchronized haunting. And near the end of the path, the scariest obstacle of all - Rhonda, the light of the full moon illuminating the DEAD RIGHTS buttons she planned on handing out to kids before they reached the door. Halloween seemed the perfect time for her to educate the young folks about undead equalityissues.
Newt the Intern was set up near the driveway to make sure kids got started down the path and didn't wander off it. He had a flashlight and a book to read so he didn't get too bored with trick or treaters. He was also on rescue duty should any of the kids get too scared by the walk to the necromancer's door.
Mr. Bones was stationed on the front porch with caramel apples, mugs of cider, and ginger snap cookies (Heck was proud of the cookies- they snapped extra loud this year). He was also to point the kids towards the door, where Charmaine was ready to hand out ghost globes and to usher the children into the candlelit parlor. There Heck sat, dressed in his best top hat and waistcoat, a book of stories in his lap. As each group of children came in, he told them a tale from the book - manipulating the shadows and making ghostly sounds to illustrate the action.