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Ok, so you are out taking your little sibling Trick or Treating. The Goblins and Ghouls are out in force, making wicked faces at each other and howling like banshees. Of course the Princesses and Spider Men are also running about, but they are all a part of the yearly ritual of tricking adults into giving children treats that they usually wouldn't get on any other day. You walk up to yet another house, the door opens, your sibling yells "TWICK OW TWEAT!!" The gorilla at the door drops a bit of sugar free candy into your little one's pillow case (of which was perloined from a in-use pillow specifically for this occassion). The child glares up at the Gorilla, trying to get something more out of it, but the gorilla laughs and slams the door in your face. Fine. You walk on to the next house.
This continues on for some time, until you finally get the little brat at home again. You tell your mother you'll be back later, and call up your friends. Meeting them for a little "tricking" of your own, you all gather and begin to walk around the town. Suddenly one of your friends pipes up with a suggestion. "Hey! Why don't we head on down to the Olinger Cemetary, and do a little haunting of our own, eh?" You all laugh, but decide that you are bored and may as well. Anything was better than nothing on Halloween. 
You and your friends finally reach the gates of the cemetary, but find that they are locked. More than likely again pranksters like you. Not even thinking twice, you and a couple of friends vault the Fence, and drop down inside of the cemetary. You wander around, desecrating tombstones and grave markers, Climbing trees, Howling like wolves, and generally making fools of yourself. Laughing, you begin to walk off towards a strange part of the cemetary that you hadn't ever seen before. It's gated off, with the fence covered in Grape Vines, and the moon seems to silhouette on a single mausoleum. Peeking behind you, you yell back at your friends, "Hey! Come look at this!!" Hearing no response, you turn fully around.
Nobody is there. 
Glaring at the spot where your friends used to be, you curse to yourself, and hope that they don't jump out at you when you turn around. Turning quickly around to catch them in the act, you yell "AHA!" But nobody is there. Looking at the mausoleum again, you get curious. You shrug. If your friends are out to scare you, then they'll have to work hard for their money to find you. You duck through the bottom of the gate (for there was just enough space for you to crawl through on your tummy) and continue on to the mausoleum. You shudder as a cold wind suddenly picks up, but continue forward. 
Gazing deeply into the darkness, you find a door. It's parted. Do you dare go in?
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