"Welcome, my prettiesss.... Yesss, welcome..." An old lady passes by you on a street corner. You don't remember how you came to this place, nor do you remember any street corners in your area being so desolately dark and dismal. All you see around you is the woman, garbed in ragged, tattered clothes barely kept together with not even a threaded pattern stitched in. A toothy grin and a large, bulbous nose peek out from under the rags. "We've been exsspecting you."
Yes! October is finally upon us. The night of spirits is just waiting for us at the end, and it is your task this month to see if you can light up the chilling air of Autumn with a spell. Let loose your twisted fantasies and take the control of the night. The details are:
-= The Cursed Moon Carnival =-
An eerie fog settles in on <name of city> on September 30th, and by the dawn of the first of the month, a carnival has sprouted in the town center. Festivities bulge at the ground borders that the town has "graciously?" provided, and yet no one remembers ever hearing about it. Yet, when the sun sets, strange things happen. Baying howls that chill every bone and cell in the body; screams so realistically close, you can't help but turn expecting it to be in your sights; and the real intent of the "Cursed Moon Carnival" is lost to the fog.
Write a thrill, a chill, a weepy frill as you (your character) are inexplicably connected to this strange festival that celebrates the passing of dear friends and dastardly foes. Show us your fears, capture the essence, and send chills down the reader's spine with how realistic, or how horrifying, your words twist their imagination. *shivers*
Just one month left until November, and the National Novel Writing Month challenge with it. Abandon all structure and just write, write, write, for one month (or 50,000 words, whichever happens first).