The first trick or treater, was a young beggar from a small village in Ireland, who was walking from door to door, dressed out like the punkingking himself, begging people to give him food or sweets on this horried day of the dead, to be kind at sad and cold times like these..
This trick worked out so well, that the local police couldn't belive that he got all the expensive sweets, food, and even money just by begging, and took him into jail. They did without a trail declare him a theif, and did in a hurry to go home to their family and to share the sweets among themselves, hang the poor beggar in the policeyards applethree that very same Halloween night....
At midnight, when the policestation was dark and empty, when the people of the village slept tightly, the Punking King appeared from underneath the old applethree, bringing forth gouls, punkingmen, ghosts, and other creatures of the dark, and did in a unequalled scene reanimate the beggar and made him his son; Hangman, also called The Halloween Prince. Giving him one yearly mission; to project the future trick and treaters, and scare bullies and greedy big sisters and brothers to death if they steal the candy from the rightfull owners..

Hmmmm.. Happy Halloween everyone. Moi last Halloween image this year. I thank you everyone who joined the Marathon. It turned out awesome..! Some new details will be yabbed about later though. ); }

And yess.. I know my English is horried. Just SKIP THE STORY.. if you can't stand it.

Enjoy.