Shelagh was happy, it was Halloween and she was in love. This evening she would see Jack and they were going to Reading to watch a movie that she particularly wanted to see. As she considered what to wear she hummed along to the music on her radio. The news presenter cut in to issue a news flash that a serial killer had escaped from the nearby Broadmoor Mental Hospital. The presenter described the man as deranged with only one hand as the other had been replaced with a hook. He was not to be approached as he was classified as very dangerous. Shelagh took little notice of the newsflash as she sang to the next tune being played. She showered and dressed in her most fetching outfit for the evening out. Jack arrived in his new [to him] Lexus and they set off from Crowthorne to see the film. The movie proved to be excellent and on the way home Jack pulled into a quiet lane near Easthampstead for a kiss and a cuddle while listening to the romantic songs played on his digital radio.
As had happened earlier the program was interrupted by a news flash which stated that the killer was still at large and had not been taken into custody. Jack appeared not to hear the news and carried on canoodling. Shelagh was now scared as Easthampstead is rather like the back of beyond and the night was pitch dark with no moon. She asked Jack to take her home. Jack preferred to stay in the romantic situation in which he found himself and for some little while they argued about the 'hook man'. Just then, the car rocked and there was a loud noise. Shelagh screamed at Jack to drive on and he seemed oblivious to the earlier movement. She shouted again and, Jack, with a scowl, raced off into the night. At her home, near Crowthorne, Jack got out to open Shelagh's door as he thought that would impress her and let her know that he was not angry with her after their cross words. He walked round the Lexus and stared fixedly at something on the side of the car, his mouth gaped and moving soundlessly. Shelagh, concerned, rolled down her window and shrieked at what she saw.
There, on the door handle, right next to where she had been sitting hung, a hook.
Q: What are ghosts' favorite kind of streets?
A: Dead ends!
A: Dead ends!
Q: Why do demons and ghouls hang out together?
A: Because demons are a ghouls best friend!
A: Mash-scara!
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