The black ship strode through the charcoal night. It carried no cargo except the horrid crew, made up of the riffraff of many worlds. Big, small, short, tall, one-eyed, three-eyed, no-eyed… Dressed, and undressed in various costumes of their native worlds.
It criss-crossed the world bringing strangeness with it, and it had but one purpose on this night, and ran full speed for the bright lights of the nearest port.
The ship hit the shore, and the crew streamed down the gangplanks, and ran up the streets.
Everywhere could be heard the sound of fists banging on doors, and the cries of TRICK OR TREAT!!!!
It was a good night.
Happy Halloween, everyone.