As they people of the town hoped, the Baron hired many to help restore the castle. Stone masons, carpenters, electricians, carpet layers and others. The Baron was spending quite a lot and the town was doing well.
Soon the castle was ready and since it was a few weeks before Halloween, the Baron announced that he would throw a Halloween party in the castle and all were invited.
The people of the town loved the idea. They all started thinking about costumes. There would be werewolves and vampires of course. Witches and goblins as well. Perhaps a fairy princess or two. The coach made himself a genuine leather loin cloth so he could go as Tarzan. The biology teacher was going as a gorilla. The banker thought it would be funny to go as a beggar. Even the children were invited and were all making or getting interesting costumes.
Finally the big day arrived. Everyone put on their costumes and headed to the castle. They were amazed at how nice it looked now, inside and out. The food was good and the Baron had a live band and everyone was dancing and having a great time.
Unfortunately the fun soon ended. It seems the Baron was actually an evil wizard. He cast a spell over all the people at the party so at midnight they would all forget who they really were and would think that the character they came disguised as was who they really were. The spell worked. The banker now thought he was really a penniless beggar leaving the baron free to take over the bank. The coach thought he really was Tarzan. The same for the vampires, werewolves, fairy princesses and all the rest. And while they were caught up in the fantasy, the baron was free to loot the town and move on. After casting spells so no one would remember he was ever there of course. I would like to say this story is complete fantasy. Trick or treat! Unfortunately, that is not the case. While the town of Druckel and Baron Von Bierstein are fictitious characters, much of the rest of this story is true. Many years ago we put on masks, costumes and mud pie bodies and many of us have become so accustomed to them over the centuries that we have forgotten who we really are. Eternal spirits.