Ghouls are about the streets
This is just what happens when you’ve been waiting too long for a cab. Day of the Dead indeed.
People often come to the City to make it there. I think this one got her just deserts. Wha ha ha.
Truly, I’m not so sure I’d like their party. There are simple hauntings. Then there’s the stuff of nightmares. Hide the horses here. Really.
A little further on, even the tribbles are getting into the true spirit of trouble. Put on some spiderweb stockings and BOO! They’re so cute. I mean... I mean... Umm... What’s that shadow?
This has got to be my favorite infestation of evil spiders from the depths of hell. Might be too late for the inhabitants, though. They probably should have called in an exterminator a bit earlier. Some things just shouldn’t be put off too long this time of year. Procrastination does’t pay.
Odd that the terrifying screams are coming from next door, though. Oooo. Figure that one out! 
Nice digs. Decor: Very elegant and understated. 
Not so sure about that butler. Or the chain-rattling host of death. Or those glowy-eyed, blood-sucking vampire bats intent on dive-bombing my neck. Moving on then.
You know, I think I need something to calm my nerves. Nice Irish bar. Nice Irish whiskey. And those wacky Celts did unleash this all. I wonder if they’re open yet? Hard to see inside, though. Past the cobwebs. More infernal cobwebs...
Waaahhh! Scary clown! RUN!