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Annnnd here's my offering for this Halloween!

If you've ever dressed up for Halloween or attended a masquerade, you know there is a certain thrill to wearing a disguise - a thrill that is half excitement and half danger. I once attended one of the famous masked balls hosted by the Duchess of Winnipeg, and it was one of the most exciting and dangerous evenings of my life. I was disguised as a bullfighter and slipped into the party while being pursued by the palace guards, who were dressed as scorpions. The moment I entered the Grand Ballroom, I felt as if Lemony Snicket had disappeared. . . . And because I felt like a different person, I dared approach a woman I had been forbidden to approach for the rest of my life. . . . As my pursuers scurried around the party, trying to guess which guest was me, I slipped out to the veranda and gave her the message I'd been trying to give her for fifteen long and lonely years. "Beatrice," I cried, just as the scorpions spotted me, "Count Olaf is

~ from The Austere Academy, Chapter 11

It had to be done, folks, it just did. Points for any ASoUE fans who can tell me who the scorpions are.

Lemony, Beatrice, the scorpions, and ASoUE (C) Mr. Snicket's legal representative, Daniel Handler, and HarperCollins.

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Annnnd here's my offering for this Halloween!

If you've ever dressed up for Halloween or attended a masquerade, you know there is a certain thrill to wearing a disguise - a thrill that is half excitement and half danger. I once attended one of the famous masked balls hosted by the Duchess of Winnipeg, and it was one of the most exciting and dangerous evenings of my life. I was disguised as a bullfighter and slipped into the party while being pursued by the palace guards, who were dressed as scorpions. The moment I entered the Grand Ballroom, I felt as if Lemony Snicket had disappeared. . . . And because I felt like a different person, I dared approach a woman I had been forbidden to approach for the rest of my life. . . . As my pursuers scurried around the party, trying to guess which guest was me, I slipped out to the veranda and gave her the message I'd been trying to give her for fifteen long and lonely years. "Beatrice," I cried, just as the scorpions spotted me, "Count Olaf is

~ from The Austere Academy, Chapter 11

It had to be done, folks, it just did. Points for any ASoUE fans who can tell me who the scorpions are.

Lemony, Beatrice, the scorpions, and ASoUE (C) Mr. Snicket's legal representative, Daniel Handler, and HarperCollins.