Everyone was out hunting for candy, others were out spending time at haunted houses. However, my parents were at the same boring Halloween party they attend each year. I was trying to watch TV in the living room, but the screams and laughs were intolerable. The voices seemed to get louder and louder, so I was forced to raise the volume. All of a sudden, I started hearing scratching coming from the attic. I went to investigate, lowered the ladder, and a rush of footsteps stormed away. Stunned, all I could feel was the pounding in my chest. My senses came back to reality and I yelled, “Who’s there?” No response. I demanded for an answer once more and a deep male voice growled back. My legs shook, and I could feel my blood at the tip of my fingers.