The woman never cared for being out late at night, her mother use to say that if something needed to be shielded from the warmth of the sun it was best left to rest in the cover of nights darkness.

She had thought it was an interesting point, and usually always adhered to that logic, but tonight was a special occasion she did not intend to waste locked inside another moment, she had a sweet treat calling her name.

The sound of children shrieking startled her, it was the first noise other than her own that she had heard since she was thrown into stilted silence, but still she persisted on, the feeling of joyful anticipation growing with each passing street.

All the townhomes had always looked too identical for her liking, but there was one that would call to her until her closure had been met, so she went to the door and was downright manic with joy when she entered the house she once begged to leave.

The shocked trepidation on his face was worth all the effort she went through to be here alone, but the horrors she endured while trapped in this four walled prison didn’t compare to that which she unleashed on her unsuspecting captor this night.

The woman had to remind herself he needed to be alive to see his precious Murphy door and torture chamber exposed to the police when they answered that final call to this place; she was proud when the first one on scene threw up and stated he’d never encountered anything like this in his thirty year career.

She waited until they found her body rotting away in the basement along with several other abducted women he had thrown away like disgarded goods before she went next door to visit her parents one last time.

The cost of her soul to the devils bargain for revenge was worth it to feel her parents eyes to rest on her one last time, to know from the womans presence that she is at long last safe and free of the monster they knew was next door, that their daughter who was taken that fateful hallows eve had returned exactly six years later.

The woman sashayed back toward her new sanctuary waiting for her in the Forgotten Forrest, ready to begin her service to the devil himself with the sweet taste of revenge still coating her tongue; she couldn’t remember why her mother insisted such terrible things happened in the dark.