Three foolhardy grave robbers picked the wrong night to raid the crypt of Ol’ Turnip Head.

I know what you’re thinking... You’re probably thinking “What does Silas Wickes do on a typical weekly basis?” Well... every Monday Silas consults with his confident Prof. Ursulus in his psychiatric ward and recounts his decade-spanning episodes of being undead. It would appear, however, a therapeutic session has blown into an emotional rollercoaster of self-discovery. It seems that the good (or at least morally ambiguous) professor has got his work cut out for him.

POV: it’s late Halloween night. Close to the witching hour in fact. You don’t expect any more guising (trick-or-treating) outside your house. So you decide to watch schlocky late night horror movies. But then, just as you start dozing off… you hear a knock at the door. You open the door to find the spookiest polycule around with a full burlap sack of confectioneries. Bitter and sweet.