Shhhh. I’m sitting here in my darkened living room, porch light off, blinds drawn, trying not to make too much noise lest a bunch of teenagers dressed as teenagers comes knocking on the door looking for a handout. I got nuthin’.
Not a single light on in the whole damned neighborhood and suddenly here came this batch of super-tall “chirren” with flashlights, up our pitch-black front entry. Not being especially bright, they rang the doorbell anyway. And waited. In the dark. Listening to our dog growl behind the darkened, locked, door.