Ling An stepped outside eager to get Halloween started and eager to look for some kids to trick or treat with.

No sooner did he get outside then did 'It' hit him. To say that he was certain what 'It' was would be to overstate it. Because he really didn't know. Words that were used to describe 'It' would be somehow immediately become inadequate. Also, there was some sense that even describing 'It' would be an injustice that would take away from the sacredness of 'It.' And because of that, he never spoke about 'It' to anyone.

But Ling An did know one thing: Up until now, 'It' could only be found in silence.

So it in some way it was not surprising that he encountered 'It' when the door shut behind him, the smell of autumn and the night air and all of the silence of the quiet neighborhood settling upon him. 'It' was everywhere and nowhere. 'It' wasn't watching him, 'It' was watching over him.

He had felt this presence since he was small, it had been something that he believed cared for him. He didn't know if it was his ancestors watching over him, or an angel. His research into religion was part of why he felt it might be like that. Or, it could be something bigger then his youthful mind could truly understand.

It was reassuring to feel that presences wrap around him.

He consider the direction to go he wasn't sure, he decided he'd go the opposite way to the house of the woman who might be a witch. He didn't want to upset grandmother. So An, paused and looked up and down the street, the wooden sword in one hand his candy bag in the other, there had been a childish disappointment in not being allowed to carry a real sword but the responsible part of him reminded him that he had to be respectful of the rules of his new home and weapons were not allowed.

He started trick or treating at a well lit house with a pumpkin since that seemed like grandmother would approve. He remembered stories about the jack o lanterns and why they were lit and put out.

A quick knock on a door and a patient waiting to call trick or treat. This would be the first house he ever trick or treated at.