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[spreaker type=player resource="episode_id=47208232" width="100%" height="350px" theme="dark" playlist="show" playlist-continuous="true" chapters-image="true" episode-image-position="right" hide-logo="false" hide-likes="false" hide-comments="false" hide-sharing="false" hide-download="true"]Good evening, it's Spooky Boo coming to you from the lighthouse in the creepiest town in all of the land, Sandcastle, California. If you've ever been here then you know how spooky the area is and how you must never venture out alone for if you do then you may never return. You might be mistaken for a spirit on its way to or from a dimension of torment for all eternity, at least until the Gods that be decide to let you go. Sandcastle is not your normal place and I urge you to try not to find it for if you do it might be the last place you visit. Learn more about Sandcastle on Halloween by visiting www.sandcsatlehorror.com.Tonight I have for you four chilling Halloween stories that will leave you shivering in your sleep. Ah, but you like that, don't you? To be haunted in your dreams?This chilling episode of Spooky Boo's Creepypasta and True Scary Stories would not be possible without the listeners and the Patreon members including madjoe, P.A. Nightmares, Ivy Iverson, Jenn Mishievous, John Newby, Patrick, and 933TheVolt.com. If you would like to become a supporter of Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time, visit www.scarystorytime.com/support to find out how you can help keep the show on the air.Now let's begin...Story Number 1Eyes as Black as NightA CreepypastaThe sound of another knock at our door woke me from my short nap. The clock read 8:17, still another hour before they would all go home. I stood up and stretched, then another knock came at our door.“Are you going to get that?” my wife groaned from across the room.“Yes… yes.” I started to walk, but the pins and needles in my right leg almost stopped me. I opened the door to see it standing there, unblinking.“Trick or treat!” This one was wearing a scream mask, and was covered in black clothes. I dropped two chocolate bars into his large, pumpkin-shaped basket. He said, “Thanks” and walked away. I closed the door and sat back down on the couch, hoping to maybe get some more shut-eye. Then came yet another knock. I got up quickly, grabbed two more bars of chocolate from our bucket and headed for the door. There were two of them this time. Two girls, one dressed as a princess and the other as a fairy, typical for girls their age. I dropped one chocolate bar into each basket. They were about to say ‘thank you’ but I closed the door. I’ll have more time to relax, too bad if they think I’m rude.I began to relax again, but instead of napping I thought about the day when Anne and I would have a kid. We would have to send him up to random strangers’ front doors. Then they would give him candy, and I would–Then I heard another knock. I was too relaxed to even care this time. Let’s convince them we’re not home, maybe they’ll go away. Then they knocked again. I heard Anne groan loudly and get up, and she started for the door.“Honey, I can–"She stopped me mid-sentence with a simple, "Shut up," and continued walking.I heard the door open and the sound of candies dropping into baskets. Then talking. This one was a little girl, and after a few seconds I heard Anne say, “Aww… Poor baby!”The girl clearly said, “Can I come in?”My wife responded with, “Sure! I think we have a few bandages.”I sat up, and the children – there was a boy following the girl – had come in as far as our boot rack. The girl had a green witch mask on, and the boy had a zombie mask. They had no costume except for the masks, just plain clothes. My wife returned with the bandages, the girl held her wrist out and Anne wrapped a bandage around the girl’s small cut.The girl proceeded to slip off her mask and glare at me. “Nice… conta