All Hallows Plaza Panic

'Twas the night before Halloween. Jasmine and Elvis packed up their things after Men's Zone leaving Danielle behind to finish her schoolwork. "Get home safe," they yelled, the door clicking shut. Alone Danielle tried to focus but humming, creaks, and shuffles echoed in theoffice.

Danielle frozen. The fluorescent lights above flickered once, then steadied. She glanced toward the hallway-empty. Just the hum of the vending machine and the occasional groan of the old building settling.

Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw something, better yet, someone familiar. But that couldn’t be. She was here alone. Wasn’t she?

For her to have company meant only one thing: she had been followed. Careful not to show any signs of panic in case she alerted her little friend to her discovery, she picked up her pace. If she could just make it to the meeting point, she would find safety in numbers.

Her heart was racing as she turned the corner into the plaza. Luckily, it was market day. She grabbed a handful of ripe tomatoes and pitched them randomly into the crowd, yelling “FOOooD FIiiiiiGHT!” The plaza erupted into chaos and she made her escape to the docks.