🇬🇧🎃 Halloween Night

It’s Halloween!

A small hand presses a doorbell button.
The sound rings through the flat, the door opens.
Ophélie, in a long, tight dress, blood at the corner of her lips, sharp fangs, exclaims:
« Oh! You adorable little monsters. You’re just too cute. »
« Trick or treat? »
Three small children dressed as a zombie and vampires repeat the phrase in chorus, smiles on their faces. A smiling lady stands with them.
Ophélie grabs a bowl placed next to the door and says:
« Here you go, my little monsters! This is for you! »
« Thank you, madam! »
« Madam, you’re so pretty! »
says a little boy zombie, embarrassed. His friends make fun of him.
Ophélie loves compliments. It is true that she is very beautiful. Her body moves with a fluidity that looks like a mane in motion, as an old sailor once said…

A little later, Ophélie and Night get into the car.
A black metallic Porsche Macan GTS that Ophélie received as a gift from a very generous sponsor during one of her missions.
Ophélie is dressed as a chic and sexy vampire.
Night is dressed as Frankenstein’s monster.
Ophélie drives calmly.

At a crossroads, the light is red, the car stops.
A black Mercedes pulls up alongside.
Then moves in front, preventing Ophélie from driving off.
A black BMW arrives at speed and blocks any possibility of reversing. Two men get out, guns in hand.
« Give us your car! »

Night obeys… or almost. He springs like a big cat onto the man closest to him.
The guy is taken by surprise and does not fight back.
Night disarms him and grabs the gun.
A shot goes off, the man collapses.
He takes aim and fires at the other man.
In the cars, the drivers panic, speed off, leaving their comrades lying on the frozen tarmac.
Ophélie, on the phone to the police, puts her hand over her mouth.
She forgets that her husband is a monster, even without a costume.

Yoyo arrives. He says to his colleagues:
« It’s alright, lads, I’ll handle this. »
He turns to Night:
« Do you always have to kill someone? »
« They wanted the car! I didn’t have time to react. »
says Ophélie, tears in her eyes.
« It’s going to be alright, Félie. The cameras caught everything. »
Yoyo pauses.
« These guys are known. They’re part of a luxury car theft gang. At least thanks to these ones, we’re going to be able to catch the rest. »
Yoyo looks at Night:
« And you — stop doing that! »
Still like ice, Night stares at the street, waiting to leave for the party organised by the agency.


A little story to give you a scare !


This story is a work of fiction inspired by real-world contexts.
It was conceived and written by Raulgarth, with the support of Sergeant-Chief Marcel1 for editing, documentation, and narrative development.


Translated with grit and caffeine by Sergeant-Chief Marcel.
Apologies for any translation errors that may have occurred.
You can find the original French version of this story at raulserv.fr.



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