Steel wearing his tuxedo and scary outfit made from carving a pumpkin and wearing it as a head was now covered in blood. His crotch had dried and he had had to remove the pumpkin from his head and turn it upside down to fit the pumpkin pops inside of it. He had gathered quite a lot of them now it still was not nearly enough but Steel had come to the conclusion that he could not gather them all. After all he had not won all the games but hell some of the games were hard to win.

In any case Steel walked down the street. It was weird because this place was beyond the laws of physics. The road sometimes did loops and hoops and barrel rolls but you could still walk on the street without falling off. Every now and then Steel would meet a salesman running along with a cart of pumpkin jack o lanterns. Finally he reached a large square where the tower of Samhain was. The town of Samhain was named after the master of this tower. No one knew who he was and Steel if anyone certainly had no clue at all. He found a booth where a skeleton resided.

“Trick or treat,” Steel said as a greeting to the skeleton. Again the weird creature smiled by contorting its jaw and line of teeth. The skeleton explained that Steel would win pumpkin pops if he sat in the chair and threw rings to hit on a skeleton ringaling. Steel promptly sat down and started throwing. He needed four hits.

Victor having vomited on himself was not unusual. But vomiting on himself due to eating disgusting food. Unusual. Passing his way down a hallway or two before reaching another elevator which Victor had to wait for due to it being occupied. Victor later found himself standing in that elevator. Listening to a weird halloween slow jazz kind of music. Victor tapped his foot to the beat as the skeletons, ghosts and zombies that were overcrowding the elevator all around him talked with each other and seemingly had a pretty good time.

Victor did not want to engage them in conversation. He found them too strange and he also found that their language was not of this world. They would probably understand him if he talked to them but he could not be arsed to learn their language. And so the elevator was an uncomfortable, nice but also jazzy session of tapping his foot to the floor. Reaching the bottom floor Victor found another game booth. This game booth had ringalings in it. You threw rings over pins and if they stuck you got points. Getting all rings in place would get you a prize. Pumpkin pops. Victor stepped up to the booth asked the skeleton if he could play and then started throwing rings at pins hoping to win a prize.