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An Unholy All Hallows

Ghouls and goblins gather at the veil, scraping, scratching, scourging each other, yearning for the chimes of twelve bells to release them into the world.

There is nothing holy on this All Hallows.

The turnip-turned-pumpkin carvings will do little to ward them off tonight as they move amongst the shadows in the lecherous hunt for votive victims.

The veil drops silently amidst the midnight toll, and the monsters spill out amongst humanity.

But within minutes they return to Hades, humbled and horrified at the evils they find already loose in the world.

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