Trick or Treat?
You’ve dressed up today. Nothing new, nothing fancy. Just a simple bed sheet draped unceremoniously over your body. You went on a search for treats last night. You weren’t dressed up like a ghost then. No, you’d gone trick-or-treating dressed up as a clown. You didn’t come home that night. Your parents wondered where you were, and the police told them. They had to. It’s part of their job. You were found in a ditch and here you are, lying on a table with a simple bed sheet draped unceremoniously over your body.