Death of Halloween

Previously

…“Or he’s trying to buy himself time,” Eleanor mused, her mind already piecing together a new possibility. “Time to find who’s behind this. Or… time for something else.” The thought, unbidden and chilling, settled in her stomach. What if this wasn’t just about scaring people? What if the escalating events were a prelude to something far more sinister, something timed precisely with the crescendo of the Halloween festival? The idea that the meticulously planned chaos was a smokescreen for a deeper, more dangerous game began to take root in Eleanor’s mind, a dark seed of suspicion that no amount of logic could entirely dispel.