I remember when I was nine years old, and we were just finishing my neighborhood. When my friends went to a house for more candy, I was to tired to go with them. Then I heard a loud engine sound, and turned around as my friends ran by. To see a man with a chain saw, it didn't have a blade but I was nine and it was too dark to tell, chasing them. I was a hunter that year, and when I saw the man I dropped my fake rifle, and ran. Then I realized I dropped it and ducked behind a car. When he passed I got the fake gun, and ran back to my house.