Jack and Jenny peered from their tent as the procession shuffled past.
“What’s going on?”
“Samhain Festival.”
“Look at the one over there.”
“Which one?”
“With the horns. Shh, he’sย looking this way.”
“So?”
“Those aren’t boots. They’re hooves.”

Hiding in plain sight. Good one.
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What a festival! Scary story. ๐
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