Freedom was only hours away. Awaking slowly my senses were assaulted by the dampness. I had been in limbo far too long. This night comes once a year and from dusk until dawn the world belongs to me once more. Last time I almost made it.  The sensual feeling of flexing your fingers, feeling solid ground beneath your body. I almost had it within my grasp. To become one with another for a brief moment of time. I wanted forever.
    A thousand spirits descend upon the innocent, making them collect treats and if they dare try a trick or two. Soon I would be able to collide worlds and if things turn out alright I would be the one walking triumphantly around. The other one trapped inside mine.
    I play the last moment in my mind over and over again. If only I didn't stop to smear my name in red.  But that fraction of a minute was all it took for them to catch me. I've regretted the indulgence ever since. After all the personality tests they decided I was emotionally flat. There was no part  higher than another.
    When the lights went out one night nobody mourned.
    But I think I've figured out how to do it. This night was my opportunity  until next time. It's a funny thing about evil. You can reshape it but you can't destroy it. Next time we meet you  won't know me. But I'll know all about you.