On a dimly lit street, shadows of Halloweens past drift along in search of tricks or treats. Soft laughter meshed with the sound of rustling paper bags, a shuffle of small feet along the pavement; sounds of Trick or Treat when it was still a revered holiday children looked forward to with shivery anticipation.

Along SomberFright Lane the porchlamps are dark. A walkway cast in shadows bear the lure of an unlit path, yet the sounds that reach our ears as we stand upon a darkened street tell us that Halloween has come.

Despite the absence of plastic-fanged draculas and nylon ghosts, something glides along the lane, something rustles past before silence settles once again. Who's tricks shall reap the treats this night, the night of all ghoulish pranks and scares?

Why does the wind carry the scent of hot pumpkin and wax when no jack-o-lantern is seen? Who knocks upon the door at this late and chilly hour? Whose muffled giggling do we hear echoing outside?

What will a well-lit path invite on this evening of falling leaves and moonlight? What will we see if we part the curtains, open the door and peek outside? Who's voice will we hear should we press our ear against the pane?

Who dares walk the Lane on Halloween night? We do!

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!