The Strangest, Worst, and Best, Halloween I've Ever Had
PART I ~The Initial Shock
Have you ever had one of those nights when you went to a party and had such a great time that you remembered only the highlights? Well, that's the way Halloween 1998 went for me.
My fiancé and I handed out candy 'til around 9:00 pm. It was a big evening we had about 100 or so trick or treaters that night. We gulped down a pizza between doorbells and started to try and get ourselves dressed. We had been invited to a costume party. And we were going to be leaving home for the party around 9:00.
After an hours drive to the home of our parties host, we parked on the curb and started up the walk. We had to go through a graveyard of tombstones, zombies and ghouls to arrive at the front door. We knew that this night was sure to be unforgettable, at least that is what the invitation lent us to believe. Have you ever been invited to a clothing-optional Halloween costume party? Us either. We were interested to get inside and see this curious event for ourselves.
Ushered in the front door, we were immediately given the grand tour of the house, top to bottom. We knew that the colleagues throwing the party were professed Pagans, whatever that is...we thought! Well, we were soon to find out. As we entered their bedroom, it was full of black and blood-maroon crushed velvet and satin. There were animal skins for bedside rugs, and the bed itself was of black iron with a pentagram in the center of its headboard. There were ceremonial knives and pewter candleholders in the shapes of skulls on each of the bedside tables. There were pictures of maidens with black leather and red lips adorning the walls. With dungeons and priestess and wolves of pure white.
Hanging above the bed was a black iron chandelier, one that held real candles, from which wax had clearly been dripped...no doubt on the nightly occupants of the bed. From the four iron posts of the bed hung many things of interest. Chains, whips, collars of spikes and leashes. And from the other an empty Dom's mask with a zipper flap for a naughty smile stared deeply into my soul. Who are these people I thought to myself...and how did I end up here, in this their crazy lair?
After the tour we were escorted out the back door, bypassing the hot tub and heading for a roaring fire. There were at least 30 other people standing in a circle around a concrete fire pit made into the ground. It made my mind wonder what other rituals took place out here when it wasn't being used for just a friendly Halloween party.
At that very moment when we were left to mingle with the other guests as our hosts went back to greet more new comers—my fiancé and I looked at each other...
