Zera decided to dress up as a zombie this year. She had hosted Halloween parties before but had never been to one. As she sat in front of the mirror applying the last of the rotting skin-colored makeup to her face and chest, she glanced over at the clock and realized that if she didn't hurry up she would be late. She was already dressed in ripped clothing and fake blood, along with a realistic-looking bite mark on her arm. It was corny, and she knew it, but she didn't have anyone to impress, seeing as how her boyfriend broke up with her back in March, so she didn't make a big deal out of it. She ran downstairs, grabbed the three bags of chips she picked up for the party, opened the drawer to grab her car keys, and headed out.
Pulling up to the mansion she realized that she was the first person there, or at least that's what it seemed. There were no other cars parked anywhere in the driveway so she pulled to the front, knowing she would regret it later after all the cars barricaded her in. She opened the car door, threw her keys in the glove box and grabbed the chips. As she walked up the walkway she looked left and right at all of the various decorations. It almost resembled a haunted house, one of those in low-budget horror films, but she knew there was nothing to be scared of. She came up on the huge door, knocked three times, and waited for Lucian to invite her in as she wondered how things would go down tonight. I wanna get drunk, she thought to herself, her hand on her hip.