THIS IS HALLOWEEN

Kuroki had long since forgotten Fable was there, nothing but the sizzling of corroding bone filled his ears and despite the horror of it all he simply couldn't look away. Stared till his eyes began to water. Surprisingly, his breathing was slow, almost too calm, as if everything but foreboding dread was being smothered down within him. Pillow across its face till it fell limp. He couldn't even feel the earth beneath his paws, didn't notice the shadows lurching closer, reaching out as though they wanted to steal his for their own.

It was only when Fable stumbled into him that reality hit him hard, enough that he shook his head so violently his vision span. Right yes, Fable had a point. He knew what they were seeing wasn't real, that they had to do whatever they could to drive it back and make it leave them the hell alone. Whatever it took.

Lurching into the fray, Kuroki shouldered her aside. Fable wasn't a fighter, he had to do this. To protect her sappy little ass if nothing else. Sabres clamped on tight, bone snapping into an elks limb as he clenched his jaw so tight the muscles in his face SCREAMED in protest. He thrashed his head, ripping and tearing as something wet, almost tarish rolled over his tongue. Whatever it was, it wasn't blood.