When you are out at night keep a wary eye on the silver moon.If there is no moon then you may be doomed.The shadows twist at a shifty rate before my very eyes.Slipping in and out at a natural rate hoping to not be seen until the time arrives.I crept up the many worn out stairs unknown to those who are home.  Out during a certain time of year  when vampires and witches, ghouls and goblins rein on this very night.Here I am in the dark standing on my victim’s doorstep for the time has arrived.One, two, three, knock and she shall open the doors to either heaven or hell.With that I said the last words she will hear that mysterious night, “Trick or treat, good  night.”