An evening at a Halloween carnival promised to be fun if I wasn’t chased by a masked stranger. He found me in a haunted house and touched me there for the first time against my will. When he caught on the trampoline, he led to a frenzy with his mouth and knife . And although I tried to hate him for it, I felt the thrill of . The stranger chased me through the forest as if I were his prey. And I could not understand what made me run faster: fear, excitement or anticipation .. His depravity turned out to be disturbing. Dark and depraved . And it all belonged to me alone .. He called me his rabbit. Ordered to run. Wanted to chase and hunt. And when he finally catches it, he'll do whatever he wants. ***This is a short story on Halloween.