I gotta tell ya folks, I'm a rational, science orientated, non-superstitious cynic. I don't believe in ghosts, demons, hob-goblins, vampires or any of that shit.
So when the kids knocked my door I opened it with the intention of seeing them all off with their respective pointed tails between their legs, “Hah,” I shouted, “what a collection of dumb jessies … dressed up as the devil, witches, demons ….. is that supposed to scare me ?”
They all looked pretty sheepish and I laughed, but then I saw one kid at the back dressed as some sort of silvery sphere with petal like brown plates glued to it.
“Oh that's scary.. “ I sneered, “What the fuck are you supposed to be ?”
“I'm a sub-critical mass of plutonium covered in shaped explosive charges which when detonated compress me and cause a massive nuclear explosion....” he hesitated, and I reached into my pocket for some money because I was right, that is scary.