Scene 1: Halloween evening in Emma and Derek’s apartment—pumpkins, candles, spooky music.
EMMA: The decorations look perfect! Pumpkins, candles, spooky music—ready for trick-or-treaters.
DEREK: You went overboard. Last year we had candy for a hundred kids, but only ten came.
EMMA: It’s about the spirit of Halloween, not the numbers.
LILA: (knocking) Trick or treat! I heard this building might be haunted.
DEREK: There’s no such thing as haunted buildings.
LILA: People say that—until the lights flicker or they hear a whisper.
The lights briefly dim.
EMMA: Was that the wind?
DEREK: Probably a power surge. Relax.
LILA: Or maybe the Midnight Visitor.
Later. Most trick-or-treaters are gone; the bowl is still half full.
EMMA: We still have so much candy. Want some?
DEREK: No thanks. I’m cleaning up early.
LILA: Don’t blow out the candles yet. If you do it before midnight, spirits can’t find their way home.
DEREK: Spirits need candlelight to travel? Really?
EMMA: Let her have fun—it’s Halloween!
The clock chimes midnight. A soft knock at the door.
LILA: See? The visitor!
DEREK: It’s a late kid. I’ll check.
He opens the door. No one—only a small paper envelope on the floor.
EMMA: What is that?
LILA: Don’t touch it! It could be cursed.
DEREK: It’s a note: “Thank you for the light.” No name.
EMMA: That’s strange.
LILA: Maybe a spirit thanking us for the candles.
DEREK: Or a neighbor’s prank.
Next morning. Sunlight fills the apartment.
DEREK: Weird—the note’s gone.
EMMA: Gone? I left it on the counter.
LILA: Morning. Did you hear music last night? Old piano, like a lullaby.
EMMA: Maybe the Midnight Visitor was saying goodbye.
DEREK: Next year, just a quiet dinner—no ghosts.
LILA: Good luck. Halloween always finds you.
— THE END —