Alone again and in silence. SomberFright Lane is only a cold, gray ribbon of road stretching into the distance ahead. One step, then another, and we find running is as futile here as in our nightmares.

Terror freezes our throat and anchors our feet to the ground. There is no one to hear our screams as we open our mouths. But there again in the shadows something rises and opens its mouth as if mocking our efforts.

Where are the others? Where are our friends and classmates, our neighbors and acquaintances? Where are the trick or treaters with their full bags of candy and bright costumes?

Our mother's warnings whisper in our mind as we watch the ghoulish, hateful things at play in the streets and shadows.

Stay away from SomberFright Lane! No one really lives there anymore anyway. Keep close to home and near the streetlamps!

We didn't listen. We didn't listen!

One more time to turn and run, but the dark and ruined mansion lies at one end, the unknown at the other.

Which way?! "Someone please tell me which way!"

Running takes us nowhere, and as we stop the street looks exactly the same. Behind us lies the still old mansion, ahead of us the vanishing distance. The Crowsharper House beside us, empty, forgotten, ruined as SomberFright Mansion.

Nothing but us along the lane. And so we wait, and watch, as the things scream silent and mocking from the bushes, a dull yellow glow about their tattered faces.

To see what's out to trick or treat along SomberFright Lane, simply click the "Trick or Treat on SomberFright Lane" on the image. But be warned! Stay close to the shadows and keep your wits about you!