Stranger of Echelon {Fanfiction}

Adaptation-tale of the iconic home-invader horror-stories series, about newlyweds of suburbia negotiating prank-image with true darkness of Earthling knot.

The Strangers fanfiction for your Autumn-'25 weekend. Happy Friday, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced franchise/series of inspiration and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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AMLAN: This move to Echelon-town (suburbia) from the city is what artists need!

EZZY: We're good movers of Earth for this Autumn-'25 Halloween season...for art.

AMLAN: Echelon's quaint and lovely, and it's a nice distance from the city, yeah.

EZZY: Halloween's so mysterious and dark and welcoming for art-exploration, ok.

AMLAN: We shouldn't see anything disturbing our new life then, ha.

EZZY: Facebook-like.

Friends, Amlan and Ezzy thought they had it all, moving out of Philly and into the quaint Echelon-suburbia town and preparing for an Autumn-Halloween of crafts and arts to embrace all that Earth affords; but they were now being watched by a masked-woman, a 'Stranger' (an invader of the home faith). What would they do if she got closer? This was not to be Facebook-like (for the Ego).

STRANGER: I've a present, fools.

AMLAN/EZZY: Halloween?
STRANGER: This has nothing to do with Halloween, fools.

AMLAN/EZZY: What's this all about, stranger?

STRANGER: This night is for your examination of patience in Echelon, fools.

AMLAN/EZZY: Something we did?

STRANGER: You're a prototype suburbia married-couple, and it's why I invade.

AMLAN/EZZY: For Hell.

STRANGER: I shall prowl around your home all night to measure your patience.

AMLAN/EZZY: We're to measure, with patience and faith, if it's just prank?

STRANGER: Good luck, fools (and Happy Halloween).

What did the 'Stranger' want, with Amlan and Ezzy, our protagonist Echelon-suburbia newlyweds who just moved in to make a pleasant Halloween season (for themselves)? All night, darling Amlan and Ezzy feared/wondered if the masked-woman, who seemed to be concealing some knife-item in her hand, was playing a Halloween-season prank not weighty for a police-distress call or if she really meant to measure their faith/patience before invading their home and striking at them with more mortal thoughts of darkness (wow). Amlan and Ezzy made it through the night, huddling, and awoke the next-day (Saturday) to share a wonderful luchi-bread plate and forgot (all) about the Stranger who prowled the night-before, confident they had passed some bizarre suburbia 'faith' test of time/valor. They never saw her again, and Halloween came and went, normally, fortunately (for them!). Amlan would always remember the incident as that 'chance' Earthling feel of what made encounters with mystery (and darkness) a 'measure' of Blue Planet know (for hospitality).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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