I kinda stink at writing stories (which is really obvious) but I really want that "Fright Master" title so here goes nothing...

Once upon a time, there was a Quirky Qitari. By quirky, I mean he was missing a thumb. He didn't mind it that much but it did make hitchhiking that much more difficult. This Qitari searched some Gloomy Gravestones to eat a Poisoned Apple. His mother always taught him that some extra roughage won't kill you. Does poison count as roughage? Well you have to remember, this Qitari is quirky. Once he found his poison apple, he ate it. Soon he become very lightheaded and felt faint due to the poison. He collapsed only to remember barely seeing the silhouette of what looked like a Lurking Mummy making Ghostly Wails. When he awoke, he found himself in a strange and dark room. There was a Chilling Wind in the air as he heard the Haunting Echoes of a Terrifying Howl. His temple was sweating and his heart beat as he could only freeze as a blurry Masked Figure walked towards him chanting some weird numbers and letters. "AH! Are you casting a spell on me??" the Qitari yelped. The Masked Figure replied, "No, it's the wifi password. I'm not a savage you know. You nearly took a turn for the worst eating that poison apple. But now, I've made you all better. See? I'm a Friendly Witch." The Qitari was relieved, "Oh good, that means you'll be able to help me find my way home then?" "Can do!" The witch replied. And the Qitari lived happily ever after... until he got married.

The moral of this story? Don't eat poisoned apples! They are hazardous to your health! Sidenote: I got to DJ at a Halloween party so that was awesome! Good nigh' everybody. :)

- AtomicRift