It is said that on All Hallows Eve the veil between life and death is at its thinnest. So, in theory if the dead and all things creepy can pass through the veil into our world, surely us, the leaving can pass through into theirs.
Tonight I plan on attempting such a thing. Some of you may think I am insane or that I have a death wish, but I have my reasons.
It happened last year; my fiancé and I were at a Halloween party, when we saw some random guy. His costume was amazing. It looked way too real to be a fake, if you know what I mean. I guess that was our first mistake, mistaking it for a costume.
Ok so basically the tradition of wearing costumes dates back hundreds of years it was an old Celtic ritual whereby people dressed up to look like horrid creatures from beyond the veil, to blend in.
Anyways, later on in the evening this Ghoul or whatever the hell he was approached us. He was looking for a loved one left behind in this world. The reason he came to us was because we showed such a keen interest in him earlier. Big mistake.
He abruptly told me he was taking my fiancé beyond the veil and that I would have one year to bring his beloved back to him or else I would lose her forever.
So here I stand, a year later at the top of a six-foot deep grave, waiting for the moment I can pass through the veil. Problem is, I don’t intend on returning his loved one… Or retrieving mine…
It is said that on All Hallows Eve the veil between life and death is at its thinnest. So, in theory if the dead and all things creepy can pass through the veil into our world, surely us, the leaving can pass through into theirs.Tonight I plan on attempting such a thing. Some of you may think I am insane or that I have a death wish, but I have my reasons.It happened last year; my fiancé and I were at a Halloween party, when we saw some random guy. His costume was amazing. It looked way too real to be a fake, if you know what I mean. I guess that was our first mistake, mistaking it for a costume.Ok so basically the tradition of wearing costumes dates back hundreds of years it was an old Celtic ritual whereby people dressed up to look like horrid creatures from beyond the veil, to blend in.Anyways, later on in the evening this Ghoul or whatever the hell he was approached us. He was looking for a loved one left behind in this world. The reason he came to us was because we showed such a keen interest in him earlier. Big mistake.He abruptly told me he was taking my fiancé beyond the veil and that I would have one year to bring his beloved back to him or else I would lose her forever.So here I stand, a year later at the top of a six-foot deep grave, waiting for the moment I can pass through the veil. Problem is, I don’t intend on returning his loved one… Or retrieving mine…
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