Once upon a Halloween night, in the bustling town of Farthington, where festivity pulsated in the air, Wilber Whippet had absolutely no plans. Everyone was out trick-or-treating, while Wilber sipped sizzles of cider alone, in his eerily quiet house.
Curiously, the haze of loneliness was sliced by a sudden knock on his frail wooden door. Opening it, he found Halloween’s charade of strange creatures – witches, zombies, and the notorious Freddy Fazbear, standing ominously. “Trick or treat, Wilber!” they chanted, their voices echoing throughout the dark street.
Wilber, terrified, reached out for a bucket of candies, finding it empty. In panic, he handed them a small box that he had received that morning, with a note that read, “For Wilber’s eyes only.”
The horde of fantastical beings greedily tore it open, revealing their treasured haul to be… socks. Plain, woolly, boring socks. The disappointed screams bounced off Farthington’s decorated houses.
Wilber stood, chuckling, as the trick-or-treaters skulked away. Afterward, his quiet house didn’t feel so lonely, and a newfound love for Halloween was sparked. He learned an entirely new trick that Halloween – how to turn a ‘treat-filled’ evening into a ‘sock-filled’ surprise!