Halloween story :)

Frankie and elise were getting ready for their first halloween together. Elise was getting ready in her disco zombie costume and frankie was getting ready in his vampire costume. They were supposed to met up between their houses at the local cemetary. As frankie sat against the cold stone columns leading into the cemetary, he checked the clock on his phone. Elise was about 15 minuets late, like always. After returning his phone to his pocket, he heard a suspicious noise coming from the cemetary behind him. Slowly he turned to face the erie noise that came from behind him. As he turned, he came face to face with the hot pink sequins of 70's headband. Freaked out Frankie screamed and earshatteringly high shriek. Then once reality set in he was relieved to see that it was elise he let out of breath of relief and started laughing hysterically. Once the nightly charades were over, they headed on their way. Upon turning to leave the cemetary Frankie saw a mysterious figure leaning against the large oak tree in the center of the cemetary.

"Hey elise, is that guy with you?"

"oh you mean the guy against the tree? no he was here visiting a grave or something."

"Then why's he staring at us?"

"Well you did just scream louder than humanly possible."

"yeah well what ever lets just get out of here, he's really creepy."

As frankie and elise walked away they heard the footsteps of heavy metal boots dragging behind them.

" okay elise thats enough you got me pretty good last time."

Elise turned to frankie, "thats not me.."

Frankie and elise turned around the gloomy figure loomed behind them. A glint of blinding silver in the moonlight flashed before their eyes. Before elise could blink the mysterious figure lunged foward and plunged the silver dagger into frankie's chest. Completely horrified elise stood frozen infront of the dark figure. As she stood frozen in fear trying to comprehend what just happened she slowly starting recognizing the features of the mad man that had just killed her boyfriend. it looked alot like frankie's best friend paul. before she knew what was happening she felt arm's around her shoulders, and a small whisper echoed through the dead air.

"gotcha."