Every Halloween, in the peculiar town of Spookville, there was a tradition. An old, wooden door appeared mysteriously in the town square. Legend had it that behind the door, laid a parallel universe infused with fearsome nightmares. But brave, oh so brave, was our young lad, Johnnie who decided to challenge this myth.
On a chilly Halloween night, lantern held high, Johnnie pushed open the creaking door. Suddenly, everything changed. Streets of Spookville became monstrous labyrinths, familiar neighbors turned into grotesque ghouls. Johnnie’s heart was pounding. But he summoned up his courage, ‘frightening or not, this is still Spookville,’ he thought. Determinedly, he marched on, navigating through the maze, persuading ghouls, with a brave face and a louder heart.
As the clock neared midnight, Johnnie found himself back at the town square. He heaved a sigh of relief, pushed the spooky door shut, and the strange world had disappeared. Exhausted but triumphant, he leaned against a stone, only to jump back in shock. The stone had his name etched on it. The stone, it was his own gravestone!
And that’s how every year, on Halloween night, brave Johnnie re-lives his adventure, unbeknownst even to him, that he’s the biggest legend in the ghostly tale of Spookville.