Halloween Town: Secret, Secrets… we all got a secret

This is a story about my Halloween Town. I used to put a description of the origins of my villages on every post about my villages, but since I have a whole created page about the Village Stories I have written, check it out there if you have no idea what my Halloween Town is. (Here’s a hint, you need to click the hyperlink in the previous sentence to see it.)

Since we moved to a new abode with MORE SPACE to put my Halloween Town in 2024, I was able to expand the Halloween Town. Each year it’s a bit different, simply because I can’t remember where everything went the year before and I get new stuff throughout the year. This is the 2025 version.

The 2025 Halloween Town in its entirety – Photograph taken by K. S. Wood 22 Oct 2025

Halloween Town has always been full of secrets.

Why did Lucille cross the Skeleton King in the first place and get cursed as a black cat?

What magic made the Haunted Forest to begin with?

How did Twyla and Humphreys make a pact and what kind of pact did they make?

How did Jack Perry meet his demise and why is it such a secret?

Why did Roscoe’s motorcycle become doomed wander the afterlife as well?

What happened to Steve?

What makes Lucinda’s concoctions so popular?

Anastasia often pondered this things as she rode her motorbike through the town, making her deliveries. It was the morning of Halloween and there was a chill in the air as she rode through the town. The smell of the fallen leaves and the crunch they made when she drove over them was was satisfying, but she also kept her ears tuned to the sound of the fight going on above her at cemetery hill. The lights that emanated from the crypt this year was no longer purple but multicolored and that new development had many an inhabitant of the town worried. It also was the reason why she was trying to hurry this morning.

“Anastasia making deliveries” – Photo taken by K. S. Wood October 2025

Midnight, of course, insisted on coming. The black cat sat comfortably on her handlebars while the deliveries were neatly packed in the saddlebags on the back. He purred at her each time she returned to the bike from dropping a package, looking at her expectantly as he waited for some attention. And she willingly gave it to him, even as she was trying to hurry to get the packages to their spots before anyone else woke up for the day.

Each package contained a small crystal, meant to protect the living inhabitants of Halloween town from any disasters that might arise tonight. Each of the witches and Pemberton the warlock up in Witch Hill had been given one. Humphreys’ package lay next to his cauldron. There was one on the first step of the Black Cat trailer for Ralph the Barker. Even Lucinda was given one, though Anastasia wasn’t fully convinced that she was even fully living. Anastacia already wore hers around her neck

“Nico’s truck” – Photo taken by K. S. Wood October 2025

She passed Nico’s truck driving through town and gave a little wave. Nico was a pumpkin farmer on the other side of the Holler and he was making his deliveries early too, afraid to be in this town in the dark as well. He had the final orders in his truck, destined for the skeletons in Skels Hamlet. They always liked to have their pumpkins on the day of Halloween so that they would last for several weeks afterwards.

As she cut through the area of Slime River to get back to her own little hovel in the Holler, she suddenly stopped her bike. Midnight almost fell off because of the sudden termination of movement and meowed.

But Anastasia ignored him.

“Oh no!” she murmured.

On the edge of Slime River, making its way slowly up the viscous verdant stuff was a large and ghostly ship. The Jolly Roger on this ship identified it as The Ochre Ostra, once a feared pirate ship known for its dastardly deeds and ferocious crew that sank many centuries ago off the coast of Antigua. Seeing a ghost ship in the wee morning hours as the sun was already up was worrisome. But the ship’s cannon emitted multicolored lights just like the crypt up on Cemetery Hill did. Did those colors mean something? Why was it here? Was it on the side of the zombies or the skels? Or did it have its own sinister purpose?

She knew she had to warn someone!

Until the next time…. stay magical, friends!

Here’s a video of this year’s town.


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