Umi & Candy

Halloween was always my favorite season. I always enjoyed the celebration of souls passing the void between the living and dead. Well, that's one thing I enjoyed about it anyway. I moreso enjoy the whole day. Getting in costume, grabbing a cheap plastic pumpkin or skull, and walking into the cold misty night. I always had so much fun dressing in costume, compared to other holidays like Venusia or Xantah. Both of them were always so crowded, and always so expensive, sometimes even completely missing the point of the occassion. Halloween would just allow me to throw on a cheap mask and some fake shitty blood and prank some people. Although I wasn't really the pranking type, my brother Ozzy was. I usually went with my best friend instead, me and my brother would split up and meet our own friends, then share our loot when we got home. He was usually a big bully to me, but Halloween was the day I could tell he truly cared for me.

i really miss him a lot. i hope he still thinks of me.

It was always cold, and sometimes rainy, but I didn't mind. Hearing the laughs and seeing the smile of my best friend was enough to keep me warm. We went to school together. She was always so kind to me, despite not being the most hygenic. She stuck up for me all the time. I was prone to getting bullied just for trying my best every day, being the class nerd. She was my only friend really, I found it hard to just talk to new people, let alone meet new people. I was too focused with my studies, in hopes of one day working for someone brave and smart. She always had the best costumes too, doing her best despite her financial situation.

i know youre still out there, somewhere. it grows ever colder without you.

I specifically remember our old neighbour, Ms. Hazuna. She moved in when I was about 13, and she loved the season as much as we did. Her costumes were always amazing, and she always had a HUGE bucket of candy for us at the door. We always visited her first. She always waited at her door, turning off her lights indoors, then throwing a balloon axe out of her front door. She always knew how to frighten us good. My mom never got good vibes from her, but I knew she meant no harm. Just a sweet lady living alone. At least, after a few Halloweens, she was.

my boss. she was always up to something, never anything good. but i forgave her. she let me go.

Myself and Mitzi would return home to my house as we shared our goods with Ozzy. I wasn't sure if she had a home, or somewhere temporary, or even parents. She always said it was a touchy topic, and I respected that, never pushing the word further. As far as I was concerned, she was family to me. We spent almost all day every day with each other. She was my little sister, watching my back when needs be, and I did her homework when eating it was no longer a valid excuse. Every year was a feast for the ages, followed by calling in sick the next day of school. It was just routine, and we wore it with pride.

the things i would do to go back. to feel the comforting presence of those who care.

One day though, Ms. Hazuna... stopped showing up. No surprise attack, no lights off, no decorations. Nothing but a grinding, metallic sound, coming from underground. My mother had always made noise complaints but Ms. Hazuna never confirmed it was her. Halloween felt... different, without our favorite neighbor showing up. Especially since her missing husband was all over the news. I couldn't imagine what she was going through with her loss, but it must have been a motivator for her work. We missed her, a lot.

she took my soul for a while. she didnt subject me to her work. she set me free.

When I hit my 20's, I got to meet her again, start my career with her. My hardworking hours in school had finally paid off, and I was on my way to do something with my knowledge. I skipped college, not telling my parents, instead heading to an apartment with Mitzi. We were roommates, doing the most we could to afford everything we owned, even if I covered for her a lot. Seeing as she had no job, I offered her a chance to meet Norine for her work. And so, the three of us kickstarted Hazuna Industries. Seeing her eyes, her light had faded. Something had killed her inside. The joyous young neighbor I knew before was now a husk at work. She wasn't the same, and it wasn't hard to tell.

the wretched things she made in that bunker. i wouldnt even let anyone bear witness to her creations, mechanical or not.

I was her best worker. Her hardest working employee. Frankly, I loved my job. It was all I studied for, and I got amazing oppurtunities. Working with bio works, discovering and creating alien life, hell, even visiting distant planets. I got to make new friends on an entirely new planet, something I could never do at home! Everything I had ever hoped for. The job I wanted, and even new friends. It was perfect, almost too perfect...

im glad i passed as soon as i did. she did some horrendous things to some poor, innocent bodies.

Then, it happened. The accident. I wasn't thinking. A large explosion. A ringing to my ears. A blinding light in my eyes. I hit the cold, steel floor, unable to breath, feel my bones, watching as my orange blood pooled around me. Broken ribs, glass in my eyes, I did something wrong. I felt my life slipping away. I didn't make it. My family attended my funeral, funded my Norine. I knew she had dealt with loss before, so this was nothing new for her. The expression on her face remained blank. A woman unphased by the world of today, and the happenings under her home. I only wish I could thank her for such a proper send off. As well as Mitzi. Despite her financial situation, she made an effort to bring me everything she loved.

that green shine couldn't accept that i was outdoing him. if i could make my way back to the mortal land id have his head on a stick under humiliation. ill haunt you until your demise.

Sometimes, down here in the depths, I still think I see her, just out of my eye's view. Like she still exists with me, down here in the abyss. Frankly, it's cold down here. But I knew the day would come where my life would abruptly end. I can't say I didn't appreciate what I got to do. Work my ass off, do a job I loved, work with my neighbor, and explore space. As a normal somebody, I did a lot, and I think I want to see what happens next. Shine power does weird things here in this purgatory. I lived a good life until my 30's. People still remember me. And that's all I can ask for beyond the grave.

i couldnt tell if she was crying or smiling. i could tell she was just happy to see me, even beyond the margins. not the company i wanted, but im glad. i know mitzi will make me proud.

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