She was lying on the cold floor, when she woke up. She straightened up and looked around. She was in a dark and an empty hall.
Her mind was dizzy. She couldn't remember how did she end up here.
She looked at her dress. She was still wearing the same silk sleevless long dress. She remembered. She was at her 28th birthday party. She was drinking but not that much enough to knock her out.
With a weird strenght, she stood up. She was cold and she was afraid. Her brown hair was in a horrible mess. She suddenly realised the necklace she was wearing. Her father's present. Almost the most expensive necklace in the world. Tabloid was really interested in seeing her precious necklace. But she didn't allow them to take a picture of her sapphire and diamond necklace.
She touched it just to feel it's presence.
The moonlight was not enough to lighthen the great hall. She was afraid of dark.
Suddenly, she felt that she wasn't alone. She could hear her heart beating. She could feel the presence of someone.
"Where are you!"she shouted to the emptyness. A couple of footsteps were heard.
Her face was as pale as dead because of the fear. She was trying to see the owner of the footsteps-probably her kidnapper-. But everywhere was so dark. She could only see the shadows of the emptyness.
"Can't you see me?"A whisper came.

She shook her head. She couldn't see anything. She swallowed.
"Show yourself!"she shouted at the darkness.
"You can not see me."a whispering voice came again. She understood that this wasn't the kidnapper's real voice.
"Why not?"she asked her voice trembled.
"Have you ever seen a ghost?"now the voice came almost behind her. She immediately turned to face with the voice but there was nothing but emptyness.
"No."she answered.
"Because you can't see a ghost."the reply came.
She was shaking so hard. She wanted to go.
"But you can feel a ghost. You can hear it."
She was desperately listening those haunting words.
"You are not a ghost. You are a coward!"she said in a low voice. A slight laugh was heard.
"Coward? Hmm. That's not my name."
She was turning around to see the owner of the voice. Because everytime it speaks, it's voice was coming different places.
"Then why are you hiding in shadows?"
"Shadows. Shadows are my disguise. And darkness...I am the darkness." She suddenly turned her left and saw something sparkling in the dark. It came closer. It was a horrible white mask. Her eyes widened because of fear.
"I don't have a face."the voice said.
The whispering voice was echoing in the empty and dark hall and it's mask was horribly sparkling. And suddenly it dissapeared.
"What do you want? A...are you going to kill me?"she asked. Her voice cracked. She was no longer able to speak properly.
"Kill you? Who cares your poor soul? No. I'm not going to kill you. I'm not a murderer. No."the voice said.
"T...th...then wh..at do you w..ant?"she could hardly speak.
Suddenly she felt it's hand on her spare neck. Gently, taking of her precious necklace. She saw it's silk black gloved hand. It's touch was smooth and it gave creeps. She was no longer able to move.
"This. You fool little creature. You are a coward. You little insect. You've always been. The coward of the halloween. Do you remember?"the voice was right behind her. But she couldn't turn back. She froze.
The moment she heard the door closed, she fell through the floor. She was fainted...