Halloween.
The one night each year when a man like me can put on a mask and roam the streets without fear of violating his parole and being thrown right back into the same prison I walked out of this morning.
Not even a full day removed from incarceration, and here I am standing outside of the house of the man who got me locked up in the first place?
My ex-best friend.
Now’s my time. This is my chance. I’m done waiting, for more things than one.
Trick or treat, huh? Well, I’m about to deliver both…on a different kind of silver platter than the opulence he’s used to.
Oh, someone’s going to be eating well tonight, all right. But it won’t be the Brooksby family. It will be me, when I devour their daughter within the confines of their own home, right under their noses.
As far as I’m concerned she’s owed to me after what her family did to me.
I’ve been waiting for this moment for too long. Way too long.
Don’t you worry, little girl. You can run but you can’t hide. Not after all this time I’ve spent waiting, plotting, planning for this one opportunity to get revenge on my ex-best friend and get my treat.