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Donnie blinks, yawns and scrubs his eyes.  He pulls out his T-Phone and checks the time, just around Midnight and, the midway is still open.  He nudges Leo with a toe, taps Mikey on the shoulder and prods Raph with his bo.  Raph swats away the offending weapon, “mmmph, five more minutes.” “According to the web page they will be open till 2 so, although we still have time, we should get going.”  Donnie sips the rest of his overpriced pumpkin spice coffee and lobs the cup over the side of the building and into the trashcan below.  “Personally I want to try every game and see how many stuffed animals I can win.R

It is quiet in the woods, with only the wind and the cry of bats roosting in the trees; the distant sounds of the fair echoing though the silence. Waking up isn’t usually so painful, or cold for that matter. Leo grumbles and staggers to his feet “not this again.” He looks at himself and is pleased to see plump arms and for the first time in hours he revels in the fact he can hear his heart beat and feel the rush of the cool evening air in his lungs. He looks for his siblings; Raph is laid out cold but fully normal size and is smooshing Donnie under his weight. Mikey looks still asleep with Casey, no longer a skeleton curled

Leo led them through the press of panicked fair goers further into the thicker trees of Central Park heading south where the thicker forest would hide them. They had to find to a defensible spot away from the panicked hordes and hidden enough away from Samhain to start the spell.  The only problem was, Samhain seemed to have a lock on the tome and he was followed by a small army of monsters and undead under his command. Just beyond the Delacorte Theater they were besieged by the fastest of the monsters; the beasts.  A werewolf leapt through the crowd and smashed into Mikey’s shell, bowling them both to the ground in a tumble.  Mikey Fo

The bulk of the October fair in Central Park lay over the Great Lawn and Turtle Lake.  Lights were strung everywhere, flags snapping in the fall breeze.  A gigantic Ferris wheel dominated the surrounding rides, vendors and games.  Strangely enough it was crowded.  Non costumed, costumed and transformed individuals wandered about, there are zombies riding the roller coaster, a ghost going through the fun house, an elf riding bumper cars, a set of orks getting into the cyclone, one very large flying Chinese dragon goes past with a cotton candy in its claws, Spiderman goes swinging by hanging onto his webline.  Normal people eat their share of f