Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore‐
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven

interrogates whoever walks
this shadow‐lane, this hour
not reserved for you: who
are you to enter it?
Mark Doty, The Owner of the Night

You knew I was coming for you, little one,
when the kettle jumped into the fire.
Towels flapped on the hooks, and the dog crept off, groaning,
to the deepest part of the woods.
Louise Erdrich, Windigo

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding‐
Riding‐ riding‐
the highwayman came riding, up to the old inn‐door.
Alfred Noyes, The Highwayman

The Omen, Jerry Goldsmith

Halloween Theme, John Carpenter

Tubular Bells, the Exorcist Theme, Mike Oldfield

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