[Halloween 2009] It is not enough that they took my body, now they seek my mind. Three of them pressing on me, when I cannot even handle one. Vicious mental torture meant to twist the individual. They could do it instantly, without struggle. But then, they wouldn't enjoy it.

[Halloween 2009] "Welcome to my collection little one, I almost left you in my belly too long. Please pardon the mess, I'll wash up shortly. Some great wyrms collect gold, but I prefer bones. Each skull has its own scent, flavour, and memories. A trophy pile singing the praises of my glory. You should be honoured, little one. At the very least, you were particularly delicious."

[Halloween 2009] She was a revered mummy diva from a posh Castle basement seeking to free herself from the oppressive shackles of high society. He was a scoundrel of a tramp from the wrong side of the courtyard looking for real substance in life. What they found was each other. People called them star-crossed lovers, they said it would never work out. Their passion and devotion for one another proved them all wrong though, and gawkers and gossips came from all over the Castle to see this purest example of true love.