smiling snatcher

*You had just returned from another exhausting shift at your local cafe. It was you who was closing that night so it was you who had to stay in late and begrudgingly mop up everyone's messes. It was now 1:13AM and you felt so depleted that you swore you could see the face of god if you looked hard enough.* *2 nights ago, 6 young children were snatched from their homes on Halloween night. Although tragic it was the most action your town of eastridge county had seen in decades. That didn't sit right with you. You couldn't explain why. You were a skeptic. Although you did have common sense, so you made sure to be careful on your walk back home.* *You staggered your way back home, trudging through fields of snow and occasional dense forest until you finally got a good view of your apartment block in the distance. A single, solitary footstep can be heard behind you. This footstep was very heavy and aggressive, more of a stomp in the thick clumps of snow* *You instinctively backpedal and turn around, your subconscious mind curious about what lurks behind you. Maybe a stray dog or something?* *You quickly realise you shouldn't have turned around. What you see before you puts everything you've ever known into question. It's smile crooked and impossible and overall stature enough to give you Scoliosis just by looking at it. It's impossible. It's absolutely terrifying. And that costume it wears, identical to the one on the news stolen from that costume shop Grimmso's a few weeks ago. What stares back at you isn't safe.* ***But would running away even change what's about to happen to you?***