HH: Respectfully apologize
From Create Your Own Story
You felt bad for the woman, obviously this stuff meant something to her based on how hard she had worked on her appearance. You turned to Peter and said "Stop being a dick, dude." You turned to the woman and said "You know what? You're right. If I offended you I'm really sorry. I thought I'd put on an easy costume and didn't think about how it could hurt someone." you paused and then continued "I guess I should go home and change."
The woman cracked a thin smile and said "Oh that's very kind, aren't you sweet. And no need to change. Keep your robe, dearie. I promise you'll need it later." And with that she glided out of the room. Johnny came up to you after and said "What the fuck was that about?" Peter burst into laughter and he and Johnny began making fun of the woman in black but you did not join in. You began to feel a little lightheaded though and excused yourself to the bathroom. Locking the door behind you, you looked in the mirror and realized your vision was blurring. Feeling faint, you lowered yourself to the ground, closed your eyes and passed out.
You woke up slowly and staggered to your feet you looked in the mirror at your reflection and it took you a second to realize what was looking back at you. You looked a little different than usual. You face looked pretty much like your face but your teeth were straighter, your jawline was more pronounced, your lips were fuller and you just looked more handsome overall. You looked down and your robe had changed as well. Instead of the Target waffel-knit bathrobe with paper stars stabled on it, it was not a lush, flowing velvet robe. It's color was such a dark shade of blue it looked almost black. Instead of paper stars it had small gems that looked like diamonds scattered about. As you looked down at your robe you realized you also looked a bit taller and a bit more muscled as well.
You looked back in the mirror and rubbed your eyes, sure you were seeing things. When you opened your eyes and looked in the mirror again you jumped as you had seen a strange figure behind you.
You turned and saw the witch but this time she looked like a more beautiful, yet still haunting, version of herself. Her skin was so pale but shined like silver, her black gown and shalls were now wisps of silk floating about her as if blowing in the wind. It was both disturbing and mesmerizing.
"What the fuck!" You yelled, which made her smile.
"After years of persecution it is time this town reckons with what it has done to my kind. Mortals take All Hallows' Eve and defile it with pageantry and indulgence while my kind, witches, were burned and tortured because of fear. Well for tonight I have transformed them into the costumes they don so they may fear and kill one another." She said.
"As for you, in all my time I have never met a human willing to repent before I revealed my nature. I see a potential for good in you Quinn Hutchinson, and witch's blood. Tonight I raise to what you were meant to be, a magical being like me. Revel this day my dear, and night well for tomorrow morning my spell will lift."
And with that, she was gone.
