The weather. Tomorrow, expect a... Biting cold front. Mmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching their peak in the afternoon. Not in the mood for miserable weather?

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I was 11. Halloween fell on a Friday, and the night felt colder than usual.

The kind that clings

behind your ears and makes the hair on your arms stand up.

Our town had one rule.

Everyone knew it, even if they didn't really talk about it.

The tracks cut a straight line through the edge of town just before the woods.

On the far side was a dead-end street, maybe ten houses.

No one we knew ever lived there.

What was strange was that there was no haunted stories or urban legends.

Instead, there were vague adult shrugs like, it's not a good

neighborhood, there's nothing over there anymore.

But every Halloween, parents repeated it in the same stiff tone.

Stay on this side of the tracks, and every year we obeyed, until one.

Danny, Marcus, Ty and I were halfway through our route, bags half full when Marcus spoke

up.

What if we go to one house just past the tracks?

Ty immediately shook his head.

My mum will kill me.

So we don't tell her, Danny grinned.

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