You feel a slight chill in the air, the stillness of the night broken only by the sound of a distant hooting owl. As you walk along this long forgotten path, you can't help but sense something or someone is watching.

October, the month of ghouls, ghosts and spectres of every sort will come out to celebrate this most wonderful of holidays. I do hope you're ready, because I'm sure ready for you.

-B.V.

Art by: Danthebear