Once upon a whimsical Halloween night, young Sammy ventured into a dilapidated house reputed for its eerie haunts. Foreboding whispers of ghastly specters didn’t deter this intrepid lad. His flashlight, his only companion, flickered tentatively as he tiptoed through creaky halls.
In the cobweb-laden parlor, an antiquated mirror shrouded in dust caught his attention. Underlying his trepidation with a gulp, Sammy slowly cleared the dust to reveal his own reflection, only, it was donned cheerily in a bright clown costume.
Puzzled of wearing his mundane pajamas and not the clown costume, he blinked, and blinked again. But his reflection graced the same frighteningly merry outfit. Sammy, baffled but undeterred, ventured further into the eerie mansion, growing more comfortable with the funhouse mirror version of himself.
Suddenly, he heard an echoing laughter. It soared and swirled, filling the house with festive terror. Nervously, Sammy retraced his steps to the parlor. To his astounding bewilderment, the reflection no longer mimicked him, instead, it stepped out of the mirror.
In a gust of jubilant laughter, the reflection in the clown suit handed Sammy a bag full of candies. It turns out; even the haunted house was in the mood for Trick-or-Treat! So, on that Halloween night, Sammy learned – to seek scares is to find surprises!