Every year in the third week of October, a ghoul arises from the dead. The ghouls have been pretty average; until now. This year, the ghoul will be the worst of them all.
He watched over everyone, but no one could see him. He looked for a victim. His eyes stumbled around the amusement park until he found a bright-haired girl.
He followed her around the park. It wasn't until she got home when she felt that something seemed peculiar. She could feel a presence; and that presence was not a good one.
With that thought, she was gobbled up in a second.
The girl's story had been heard all through town and the ghoul had been given the name "The Midnight Monster". Years passed and his story had been heard. Every year, his tradition would still continue. The townspeople called it "Night of the Ghoul". Visitors from everywhere came to visit.
His tradition did continue. Well, that was before a ghoul who was even worse arose.