And where would Halloween be without sound effects? I remember when I was a kid part of what made wandering through the cold, dark night in search of candy such a rush was the fact that, in addition to those older kids from down the block popping out from the bushes to scare the bejesus out of you, random screams and scrapping chains and a whole lot of other creepy sounds would erupt as you got closer to the houses with the best candy. (Cause the house with the best candy also had the best set up in terms of decorations and sound effects!)
You'd see that creepy red glow from down the block and the loud, piercing shriek of a banshee would let you know that there was something good waiting for you up around the bend. A frantic heartbeat. A squeaking dungeon door. A mournful howl. Maniacal laughter. The bubbling of a cauldron. Your whole body on edge, waiting for what will happen next. And then just as you were about to reach out and push the door bell that scarecrow in the chair on the porch jumped up with a "Boo" and outstretched arms. And you'd drop your pillow case and run for the hills. Yeah, those were the days.