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It was a cold and dark Halloween night. I was about 13 at the time and was considering this to be the last Halloween I went out trick-or-treating. So far I had gotten a nice haul, carrying sweets from Twizzlers to Milk Duds. We were on our way to my house when I noticed a large house in the distance. It was about 10 years old and looked like someone had thrown toilet paper and eggs all over it. Yet, a light was still on. How could I resist? It was a scary house on Halloween. I had to. I rang the doorbell and a deep noise went throughout the area that scattered the birds. An old lady walked out and I started to say "Trick-or-treat!" when she dropped a full-size bag of M&Ms in my bag and slammed the door shut. Confused, I just decided to walk home. The first thing that got my attention when I dumped my candy all over the table was that full-size bag of M&Ms. I didn't really care where I got it from, as long as I got to eat it. I shredded the bag to pieces and noticed an M&M that was different from the rest.
[[File:Evilmandm.jpg|thumb|58x58px|The evil M&M.]]
[[File:Evilmandm.jpg|thumb|58x58px|The evil M&M.]]

Instead of the usual "M" that was printed on each candy. this one had eyes and a mouth. The eyes were pitch-black with piercing red pupils. The mouth was in a twisted smile with fangs showing. ''The hell with it,'' I thought. '' The old bag probably had it custom-made for Halloween. How rich and bored do you have to be to custom-order M&Ms for Halloween?!'' I popped the sweet with the satanic smile into my mouth and swallowed it whole. I felt a burning sensation in my stomach, then passed out.
It was a cold and dark Halloween night. I was about 13 at the time and was considering this to be the last Halloween I went out trick-or-treating. So far I had gotten a nice haul, carrying sweets from Twizzlers to Milk Duds. We were on our way to my house when I noticed a large house in the distance. It was about 10 years old and looked like someone had thrown toilet paper and eggs all over it. Yet, a light was still on. How could I resist? It was a scary house on Halloween. I had to. I rang the doorbell and a deep noise went throughout the area that scattered the birds. An old lady walked out and I started to say "Trick-or-treat!" when she dropped a full-size bag of M&Ms in my bag and slammed the door shut. Confused, I just decided to walk home. The first thing that got my attention when I dumped my candy all over the table was that full-size bag of M&Ms. I didn't really care where I got it from, as long as I got to eat it. I shredded the bag to pieces and noticed an M&M that was different from the rest.

Instead of the usual "M" that was printed on each candy. this one had eyes and a mouth. The eyes were pitch-black with piercing red pupils. The mouth was in a twisted smile with fangs showing. "The hell with it," I thought. "The old bag probably had it custom-made for Halloween. How rich and bored do you have to be to custom-order M&Ms for Halloween?!" I popped the sweet with the satanic smile into my mouth and swallowed it whole. I felt a burning sensation in my stomach, then passed out.


When I awoke, I found myself in a large hole in the ground. My clothes were torn and bloody. I felt something running from my mouth and weakly lifted two fingers to check what it was. I looked at my hand in horror as I saw a red color on my fingers. Suddenly, a strong force lifted me from my resting place, forced my hands behind my back, and put something cold and hard on my wrists. I turned around to see a police officer in his mid-30s. I assumed that there were handcuffs on me, but I struggled anyway. I broke my bondage with ease, then everything went dark.
When I awoke, I found myself in a large hole in the ground. My clothes were torn and bloody. I felt something running from my mouth and weakly lifted two fingers to check what it was. I looked at my hand in horror as I saw a red color on my fingers. Suddenly, a strong force lifted me from my resting place, forced my hands behind my back, and put something cold and hard on my wrists. I turned around to see a police officer in his mid-30s. I assumed that there were handcuffs on me, but I struggled anyway. I broke my bondage with ease, then everything went dark.