One moonless night Mogey and Smush were walking home as an icey wind rubbed the elm tree branches together. Mogey and Smush's lantern was low on oil, and so they'd turned it down to the point where it cast a spooky, flickering glow on the surrounding forest.
"Hello strangers..." a voice whispered, causing Mogey and Smush both to jump halfway out of their skin. "Don't be afraid," the voice said, as a dark figure materialized out of the gloom.
"Who are you?" Mogey asked shakily.
"My name is Samson O'Ween," the figure replied, doffing a collapsed top hat. "I'm here to guide you home...ha ha ha ha...."
"Why did you just laugh like that?" Smush asked.
"Because I'm not really here to guide you home," Samson O'Ween answered. "Oh yes, and Samson's my nickname...my real first name is Hal!"
Mogey and Smush needed to hear no more. They turned and ran for the hills with all their might.
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