Halloween night

Date: 7/27/2019

I was at a house which was having a small kickback and it was Halloween. My family didn’t know them very well but it was getting late and they were super into Halloween. They were showing scary movies and it was overall a fun time. A couple people were saying don’t go outside there is a killer roaming the streets. Everyone kind of blew it off and we just kept having fun. I took my shoes off in one room and my socks off in another and I was intending on spending the night there. The owners were a couple in their maybe 50’s-60’s and just seemed like they wanted some friends or perhaps they were lonely. At some point I realized it was just my family and them and my mom and I were kinda like alright it’s time to go home. I walk into the different rooms and starting gathering my socks and shoes and the owners noticed so they poked fun at me like “you’re leaving already?” In a joking spirit to which I replied yeah we gotta go with a smile. I was stopped by this strange woman with pink hair. She was acting strange and I hadn’t seen her before but I elected to just listen because I was a nice person. I don’t remember what she was saying but I just wanted to regroup and leave with my family. The house was very nice with glass instead of drywall so the whole thing was see through. On the outside of it was urban legends written it red paint marker. I had believed it was written by the people attending the celebration. I find my sister in a dark room and my brother pops up as well. My sister says “oh there you are let’s go” then she says “ok mom” and she pops out from the door and tries to scare me like some 10 year old internet troll. We get outside and my mom mentions the killer rumor. She says she doesn’t believe it but she’ll go and get the car and drive it to us for safety. It didn’t make much sense to split apart if there was a killer but I was like whatever. I watch her go off into the distance and then two tall grim pale ladies come up to the door with the standard jack o lantern Halloween baskets. I suspected something was fishy since it was late and I guess the owners did too because all the lights in the house went out and it was silent. I took my siblings and ran out of the back. That’s when I saw a mysterious figure chasing after a group of us. He was holding a dead stiff stork by the legs and I remembered one of the red writing blurbs the last word was blade. I realized the the stork was some kind of blade and me and another person hid in a bush. I think the killer saw us and dove in as well brushing me and kept going. I then lived vicariously through a collage of typical Hollywood jump scares which included a house full of crocodiles in a pit. The owner was showing them to a friend. When they stepped on a raised platform the next one had a blanket floating about a foot in the air. The owner saw the tip of crocodile jaws and assured his friend that it was trained and it would be okay. The crocodile came out of the sheet and kept putting his friends leg in his jaws in a playful way to not actually hurt him but it scared both of them. The owner said he never does that to him so it must be his friends fault. Then I woke up.