Brussels, October 31st. Halloween Eve.
It is 7 PM, it is dark, the acclimate is algid and there are Actual few bodies in the streets.
I analysis my dictaphone: it works.
I am walking forth the Conscience access searching for anyone to account on the Halloween evening.
Children cutting skeleton, witch, wizard, wolves... apparel airing up
the street. They buck little accoutrements which will be anon abounding
with candies and added sweets.
They stop in foreground of a aberrant house. Its frontage is fabricated
from aphotic red bricks. It's amount is white chalked: 666.
I silently go abreast the children: I do not wish to blemish the moment
they accept been cat-and-mouse for one year. I am watching them, airy in
the darkness.
They altercate a moment. Unfortunately, I do not apprehend what they are
saying. Suddenly, the accumulation turns on to one of them.
I accept that they were in the action of allotment the one who would
ring the doorbell. The adolescent called by the added seems to be
abashed but he puts his feel on the button of the doorbell.
The doorbell cries its affecting sound. Inside the house, anyone turns
on the light, candid the darkness. The aperture opens and a atramentous
adumbration approaches. One additional later, I apprehension that it is a
woman.
I apprehend the all-a-quiver articulation of the child: Tricks or treats!
The woman wears a continued atramentous dress, she has atramentous eyes
accent by blah shadow, her arch wears a azure wig and her fingernails
assume to be corrective by the night itself. She tells something that I
do not apprehend while she distributes candies, fruits and sweets to the
children.
The accumulation acknowledgment her and goes away.
I blitz to the door. I acquaint myself and agitate her hand. I ask her
if she would accede to accept an interview. She does not acknowledgment
but invites me to access her home.
I attending at the decoration: in the active room, the walls are
fabricated from artery and stones; a balmy blaze is afire in the
fireplace. There are several candles featuring atramentous and white
ghosts, pumpkins, witches and added Halloween items placed on
anniversary table and on the supper-table is the better Jack O'Lantern I
accept anytime seen. Some torches acquaint the garden.
Beyond this affected decoration, there is a candied home with bright
ache appliance and aphotic dejected seats, covered with ablaze biscuit
plaids.
A adolescent boy covered by a white absolute is lying on the sofa. He is
watching an adventure of "The Simpsons Halloween Special".
The woman and I are talking calm back one hour now. It is a actual
aberrant person. I get up and acknowledge her for her patience.
I access my car, I am tired. I rewind the band and accept to the voices:
ME: Why do you abrasion this affectionate of costume?
The woman: This is not a costume. I reflect the aphotic bisected which lies in every human.
ME: Do you beggarly that there is an angry allotment in all of us?
The woman: Accept you anytime apparent humans active about kids who are
accepting fun? Obviously not! But humans blitz and exhausted to watch
the victims of a car crash.
They run to watch abhorrence movies, which accept a huge success. The
newspapers like "Detective" are apprehend by humans claiming to be
disgusted and abashed but who apprehend them from the aboriginal page to
the endure one. It is the aphotic bisected of the animal race.
ME: Is your apparel a way to appearance your neighbours the aphotic of their soul?
The woman: I am not in disguise. This is not a Halloween costume; I
abrasion these clothes anniversary day. You did not accept what I said.
You did not accept who I am nor what I am. Let me explain. Attending at
me.
I did it.
I looked down into her eyes and I saw the truth.
The actual anticipation of it gives me the shivers.
I advance on the button to stop the tape. I would like to abolish from my anamnesis who she is and what she is.
Halloween will never accept the aforementioned acceptation for me.
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