Halloween Story Time
The Uninvited Guest
It was Halloween night, and Claire had just finished a small party with her friends. As the last guest left, she began cleaning up, relieved to finally be alone. But as she picked up empty cups, she noticed something strange.
One extra cup sat on the table. It was full, with lipstick smeared on the rim, but she didn’t recognize it. Frowning, she shrugged it off as a mistake and threw it away.
But then she saw something else—a damp footprint on the floor, leading from the kitchen toward the living room.
“Hello?” she called out, hoping it was a joke. Silence filled the room, thick and unnerving. She slowly followed the footprints, each one glistening under the dim lights. They stopped at the corner of the living room.
Holding her breath, she peered around the corner.
There, standing in the dark, was a woman dressed in black, her head tilted down, her hair covering her face. Claire’s heart raced as the woman slowly looked up, revealing hollow eyes and a grin that stretched too wide.
“Thanks for the invitation,” the woman whispered, her voice dripping with malice.
Claire stumbled back, and the woman lunged forward, her cold hand gripping Claire’s wrist.
The last thing Claire heard was a faint laugh as the lights flickered out.