Something wickedly wonderful this way comes

Ahhh, October — the month when the air smells faintly of cinnamon and chaos, and the world collectively agrees that it’s finally time to start pretending our front porches are haunted. It’s my favorite month of the year and the glorious start of a new season — arguably the best season (sorry, summer). Halloween has always had my heart. Maybe it’s the spooky atmosphere, maybe it’s my lifelong love of horror movies — the classics, the campy ones, the meta ones like Scream — or maybe it’s just my inner child thriving on excuses to wear costumes and eat candy like I pay taxes for it.

But this year...