Side Lines: A Pumpkin Fest mystery
No one wanted to say anything because, well, who would believe them? Everyone would think they were just making it up, especially with Halloween right around the corner.
The first time anyone saw him, or at least heard him, was at dusk that first Saturday night. As they do every year, the Sycamore Public Library was hosting Ghost Stories at Elmwood Cemetery as part of Sycamore’s annual Pumpkin Festival. The darker the evening gets, the scarier the stories become. Illuminated only by strategically-placed candles, it was almost totally dark when a few people near the back of the crowd claimed they heard cackling behind a row of nearby tombstones. It wasn’t so much the content of the stories, they agreed later, it sounded more like approval for the entire proceeding.
The next time, the figure was definitely seen. This time it was on the DeKalb County Courthouse lawn. It was at night, with spotlights shining on the carved pumpkins local children were displaying as part of the festival. The figure was seen casually strolling from one fenced section to another, inspecting the carved creations. Again, he could be heard chuckling with delight.
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