Once upon a time, in the small, eerie town of Hollow Hill, there was an old, creaky house known for its alleged hauntings. Yet, every Halloween, daring kids from around town would bravely knock on its door in search of the ultimate trick-or-treat.
One rowdy Halloween, little 8-year-old Timmy, known for his devilish mischief, decided to give it a go. With his heart pounding in his chest, he approached the house and tapped three times. To his surprise, the door creaked open revealing a creature of terrifying stature, a ghostly figure covered in cobwebs and dust.
The spectral figure beckoned Timmy to take a seat. With the moonlight shining through the broken windows, the ghost began to tell tales beyond imagination. Hauntings and sightings, Yarns of witches, ghosts, and goblins, sending chills up and down Timmy’s spine.
Then, in a shocking twist, under the ghost’s dusty cloak, Timmy noticed something familiar; a nametag that read “Frank”. Frank was the sweet old janitor from Hollow Hill’s primary school! It turned out, the so-called haunted house was Frank’s home, and he enjoyed the solitary life. His Halloween prank was nothing but harmless fun, an amusing way to add a bit of spook and sparkle to the most enchanting night of the year.