Chapter 16: Trick or Treat

The cold was starting to spread in the air. Winter was walking to the café after school, curiously watching the people dressed up in different costumes. The jack-o'-lanterns lit up the evening streets in a majestic yet spooky way. She could hear the soft giggles of children as they were trick-or-treating in front of their neighborhood houses. Halloween was never a big deal in Bangladesh. No one dressed up, no one threw a party to celebrate it. It was just a normal day there. But from what it seemed, it was a huge occasion in the USA. "Good evening," Winter greeted, entering through the backdoor. As soon as she looked up, she let out a scream. There was a grim reaper standing in front of her, the black cloak covering it from head to toe. With its long skeleton-like fingers, it was calling her towards it. "I'm here to take the soul of Winter Candace," said the grim reaper, pointing his long scythe at her. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me!" Winter screeched and tried to go back through t