"Trick or treat!" the kids shouted in unison. There were 2 Elsas (of course!), an Iron Man, a mummy, and a sullen teenager... who may not have even been wearing a costume.
"Happy Halloween, guys! Nice costumes!" Kat was always popular with the kids because she handed out fistfuls of candy. The good kind, not the dollar store stuff. Sometimes, the kids would come back a second and third time, and Kat was always a good sport and pretended she didn't recognize them.
Kat shut the door and plopped down on the couch. "Phew! I'm glad the night is winding down, I'm pooped," she said to her roommate, Lisa.
"Well, yeah, you've been wearing a hole in the carpet all night," Lisa joked. "Those kids adore you."
Kat smiled. She absolutely loved Halloween. The spookiness, the scary movies on every channel, the costumes, the candy, and the general sense of mischief. She looked forward to it every year. "How much candy do we have left?"
"We're down to our last bag. Almost time to shut it down, Kitty-Kat," Lisa replied.
"I wonder when Marc is going to get here. He promised we were going to have movie marathon tonight. The Exorcist I, II, and III. You in, Leese?" Kat asked with a grin.
"Uhhh... no thanks, I'll pass. I'm sure there's something else I could be doing. Shaving my legs, checking myself for ticks. Anything besides watching you and Marc make out all night."
Kat laughed and threw a pillow at her friend. The doorbell rang. "Duty calls!" She jumped up and was going to open the door when it blew open with a strong gust of wind. "Whooaaa." Kat didn't see anyone. "Hello?" She peered out into the front yard, but didn't see or hear anything, so she shrugged and shut the door. "That was weird. No one was there."
Lisa groaned. "Oh great. Ding dong ditch. I seriously hope we don't have a bunch of pranksters on our hands."
Kat looked at the clock. "Where is Marc? He should be here by now and he hasn't called or texted me all night." She grabbed her cell and called him. As it was ringing, Kat heard a loud vibration. She looked underneath the sofa cushion she was sitting on and there was Marc's cell phone. "Ugh, really, Marc! No wonder he hasn't called." She hung up and made a face. "Let's just turn off the light now, Lisa. I'm not feeling it any more."
Lisa turned off the light, grabbed a handful of candy and walked towards her room. "Happy Halloween, Kat!" she said over her shoulder.
Kat sat on the couch and felt her mood getting worse. Marc is always doing this, she thought. Never doing what he said he was going to do. Making plans and then showing up late, or sometimes not at all. Sometimes she wondered if they were even on the same page as far as their relationship went. Kat turned the TV on and flipped channels angrily, not even paying attention to what was on.
"Go away. The light is off," she muttered under her breath. She turned her attention back to the TV.
Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding dong.
"What the hell?" She jumped up and threw open the door. There wasn't anyone there. Kat stormed out onto the porch and yelled, "OK, you've had your fun, that's enough now!" Again, she didn't see anyone. She noticed that there weren't any kids out at all on her street. It was 8:30 - late enough that the little ones would have called it a night, but usually there were still older kids out and about.
Kat was getting really creeped out. She shut the door, locked the deadbolt, turned the TV off and ran to her room. Then she gave a nervous chuckle. This is stupid, she thought. It's not like me to let some silly Halloween pranks get under my skin.
Lisa poked her head out of her room. "You OK?"
Kat smiled. "Yeah, just another wise guy, ringing the doorbell and running off. I got creeped out for a second, but I'm fine." She shut her door and sat down on the bed. Her cell phone rang.
It was Marc. "Babe! Don't be mad. But Dave invited me to this Halloween party and I just decided to stop by for a few minutes. I was going to call you, but I couldn't find my phone, so I borrowed Dave's... Babe? Are you mad?"
Kat gritted her teeth. "Marc, we had plans, remember?"
"Yeah, the movie marathon, I know. But I mean, we can watch those anytime. I just wanted to chill for a while and hang out with Dave. I'll come over later, though, OK? I'm not sure what time, though. And if I have some drinks, I might just crash here and see you tomorrow." As an afterthought, he said, "Love you."
Kat didn't respond. She hung up on him and threw her phone on the bed instead. "Asshole."
"You've GOT to be kidding me!" She ran out into the hallway and then stopped. "No. No more. Ring it all you want, I don't even care." She knocked on Lisa's door. "Leese? Just ignore it, OK? I'm not even going to answer the door anymore." There wasn't any response. She knocked again. "Lisa?" Still no answer. Hmm, she must have fallen asleep, Kat thought. That was quick.
Kat contemplated calling the police, but knew she was being irrational. "It's just kids. Just ignore them," she whispered to herself. She decided to take a quick shower.
15 minutes later, all warm and cozy in her fleece pajamas, she got under the covers and settled in for some spooky movies.
Kat took a deep breath and let it out slowly. And then she chuckled to herself. Halloween was her favorite holiday. She loved it and she knew that pranks were a part of the territory. She resolved to make the best of her night and to put Marc and the doorbell out of her mind. She watched a couple of movies and then drifted off to sleep with the TV still on.
Kat woke up with a start. She fumbled with the alarm clock on her nightstand. "What time is it?" she muttered. It was 2:39 a.m. She sat up groggily. And as the events of the evening slowly came back to her, she became increasingly angry. And really freaked out. She decided that she'd had enough and picked up her phone to dial the police.
But then she wondered if she was just overreacting. She decided to see what Lisa thought. She knocked softly on Lisa's door. "Lisa? The doorbell rang again. I'm getting kinda creeped out. Do you think I should call the police?" No response. She figured Lisa was asleep. She knocked again. She quietly opened the door and poked her head in. "Leese?" Still no response.
She turned on the overhead light in the hallway so that she could see into Lisa's room. She wasn't there! "Lisa! Lisa, where are you?" she called.
Kat was terrified. She ran back to her room and locked the door. She felt a little foolish, but she dialed 911 on her cell phone.
Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding dong.
"911. What is your emergency?" the dispatcher asked.
Kat hesitated. "Well, I'm not 100% sure it's an emergency. I'm sure you probably get a lot of calls like this on Halloween. But someone keeps ringing my doorbell and when I open the door, no one is there. At first, I just thought it was some kids playing a prank. It started around 8:30 p.m. But now it's after two in the morning and the doorbell keeps ringing. I'm getting creeped out. Could you send someone over to check it out?"
The dispatcher sighed with exasperation. "Ma'am, we'll send someone when we can, but in the future, please only call 911 in the event of an emergency. We have a non-emergency number you can call. Now what is your address?"
Kat again felt foolish, but she gave the dispatcher her information and then thanked her and hung up.
Kat let out a frustrated cry. She left her room and headed back to the front door. She peered through the peephole to try and see if she could catch whoever it was in the act of running away. But she still didn't see anyone.
Kat jumped. She was looking through the peephole this entire time, there was no way that someone could have done it without her noticing. She began to wonder if maybe there was some kind of malfunction with her doorbell. She decided to go out there one more time and opened the door.
She jumped back in terror. She tried to scream, but her breath caught in her throat. There was Lisa, laying on the porch in a pool of blood. Kat panicked and ran back inside and slammed the door shut. She began to hyperventilate. She ran back to her room and grabbed her cell phone and called 911 again.
"Please! You have to help me! I called earlier about someone ringing my doorbell. But somebody just killed my roommate! Oh my God, you have to come quickly. Oh my god. There was so much blood." She was sobbing. She barely heard anything the dispatcher asked her. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod," she kept repeating over and over.
Ding dong. Ding dong. Ding dong.
Kat whimpered. The dispatcher said, "Ma'am? Is that them? I heard the doorbell. Ma'am? Are you there?"
"Ma'am? Can you hear me? The police are on the way. Hello? Hello?"
Then... a throaty whisper, "Trick or treat." The line went dead.
The End. :) Nighty night, my friends.
*This is an original story written by me. Please do not copy or distribute this post without my permission. Thank you.*