Bring Back My Ghost!!! - A Halloween Story

It was a warm night for October... unusually warm one might say. The streetlights illuminated the parking lots at UIS as nightfall approached, and it was eerie... too eerie to imagine on the eve of Halloween. It was quiet... almost too quiet. I looked forward to getting back to my place and plugging in my awesome Halloween Ghost.

As I returned home after a long night of ... we'll just say studying, I see this strange orange glow eminating from my apartment porch. My pulse quickened, I peered left and right looking to see what was happening.
And then I saw it. This is ridiculous! Somebody has kidnapped the Spirit of Halloween and replaced it with this glowing Jack-O-Lantern! I was distraught! And much to my dismay... things got significantly worse.

Exhibit 1: The Ransom Note

This wasn't a hoax... a joke anymore... my poor Ghost was Ghostnapped!!! I did indeed sleep with one eye open. My sleep was restless. I didn't know what to do! Thoughts of the times my Ghost and I spent together went through my tortured mind: frolicking through the parking lots, illuminating my porch, and the deep conversations through many cups of hot cider.

I couldn't believe it.

WHY


WHY!!!!

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!

Here's the story.

I'll do whatever it takes... just bring my ghost back to me. Please. She's done you no wrong, and I miss her. If you see my ghost... tell her I miss her. Tell her that I'm fighting for her.

To My Kidnapper:
The authorities have not been contacted... just meet me outside... high midnight, under the crescent moon. We'll make this work.