They seem normal at first. They always do.

You see them at the gym, catch up after work for drinks, always engage in small talk when you can. It's only when they invite you around to a mysterious temple on Halloween, strap you down with enchanted restraints and cast a spell that causes your body to swell faster than the economy's inflation rate that you might suspect they're a part of a cult.

I'm not sure what kind of ritual is needed for the victim to become a living blimp but uh...I don't think Oregene minds. In fact he might volunteer again next year.

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I told myself I wasn't going to do anything for Halloween this year but then I thought of the stupid pun in the title three days ago. My lizard brain couldn't resist.

I would have liked to have put more detail into this but when I only give myself three days to complete it there's only so much I can do.