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Did they really have to turn their night lights off? Truth to be told, after growing so accustomed to the soothing slow of their night lights, Annabella wasn't so keen on being plunged into complete darkness. Aaron would tell her time and time again that monsters didn't exist...but how was he so sure? Didn't he hear those quiet thuds that would come from the hallway every so often in the middle of the night when everyone was asleep? Or the creepy scratching noises that came from their window?

This was all Jimmy's fault! Although she didn't want to switch off all the lights, the last thing Annabelle wanted was for anyone to call Aaron a chicken just because she had been afraid of a little darkness.

In the end, after their parents had come to tuck them in, she wriggled free from her blankets and hopped down from her bed, skittering across the room to where the night lights were. "Psst, ready Aaron? I'm turning the lights off!" Stooping down, she took a deep breath and flicked the switch off. Without giving the night light a second glance, she ran back across the room, the pitter-patter of her feet loud in the otherwise silent room. There was the sound of groaning springs as she dived onto her bed, and then she wriggled back under the covers, turning to peek over at Aaron.

"Do you think we'll be okay?"

[ LIGHTS OFF ]

Choosing the window to sneak into he heard the scarelings chatting to one another in the darkness of the room, a smirk formed over his lips as he heard the male sounding child inform the other that they would be alright and that he was there for the other. Sliding into the window he hid in the curtains for a moment before slipping to the floor and crawling towards the boys bed, his tail dragging across the floor but pulling up half way as he did so not to give his position away but announce somethings presence.

Annabelle was always grateful for her twin brother's reassurance, but as she turned to look at him, she suddenly froze. Did she...did she just see something by Aaron's bed just now? Or...

N-no. No, she was probably just imagining things. She was already pretty jumpy, after all.

It was probably for this reason that she let out a short, frightened shriek when there was suddenly a loud clatter. Scrambling to sit up in her bed, the little girl stared at the fallen desk chair with wide eyes. How...how had it rolled all the way over there by itself? And what were those scratching noises coming from the desk!?

Letting out a high-pitched whimpering sound, Annabelle jumped out of her bed, dragging her blankets with her as she went to huddle on her brother's bed. "A-Aaron! There's something there!"

Unable to phase through walls and unwilling to lurk in windows, West had chosen the front door as his entry point into this, his first child's room. He couldn't help but wonder if opening locked doors in the Human World was some sort of special power granted around true Halloween, or if these people were just entirely too trusting.

There were a few other students present when he slipped inside, and as his eyes adjusted, he saw what looked like a scareling hopping into another scareling's bed. Well, well. Two for the price of one.

He slid over to their desk, picking up a pair of small, star-shaped glasses and perching them on his nose. He moved closer to the occupied bed, remaining in the shadows even though he was fairly certain these kids couldn't even see him. As he passed the mirror, the boil caught a glimpse of his reflection. The things he lowered himself to for educational purposes.

West stifled a sigh as he grabbed the scarelings' casketball and raised it to shoulder-height. Not the kids, he thought, frowning as he bounced it across the room instead, knocking the chalkboard to the floor with a clatter.

Rosy eyes went instantly to the casketball as it landed just near the chalkboard, she had to keep herself from going after it. Shaking her head, she looks away from it only to glance back then to the demon that had it. He had the right idea it would seem, and she was a ghost...

Ducking out from under the desk, she snatched up the casketball before rolling it towards the bookshelf with her foot. Keeping within the shadows, she slips into the bookshelf to hide before reaching out the down to pick up the casketball.

Holding it out, she allows herself to start glowing faintly as she bounces the ball between her hands. Her hands darting out through the bookshelf once in awhile to keep the rhythm of the bouncing going.

[Entering]

Like West, Hel couldn’t phase through things, so she came in through the window, and made a bee line for the book shelf.

But wait…there were some other Halloweeners in here already…hrm. Oh hey…was that West? Seeing the demon pull off a rather crafty scare tactic, Hel paused in the shadows, and gave West the bro nod of approval.

The ghoul then stuffed herself into the bookshelf, rattling some of the books. Hel apparently liked stuffing herself into small spaces. It was like a personal challenge, if you will. Oops…well…she wasn’t a thin ghoul, okay? Wanting to be quick though, Hel grabbed a book and then threw it across the room. She grinned as it landed against the wall and floor with a few thuds.

Shun could hear screams coming from this room even before he entered. This should be easy then. Once inside, he realized that there wasn't just one kid in here, but two! Well this should be interesting. While he scanned his surroundings, he caught sight of a couple familiar faces, whom he nodded in acknowledgement to. From there, he swiftly and silently went on to take his place.

He stood behind the curtain and looked out the window. Good. There seemed to be enough light for this. Summoning his daggers, he raised one up and moved across the window, allowing his shadow to be seen through the veil briefly.

Too bad it wasn't storming. It would likely work better if he could just use a flash of lightning. But he had to make due with what he had here.