Killian looked at his reflection in the full length mirror, head tilted slightly to the side as he took in the whole effect. He looked different, more different than he expected, but then that was the whole point of Halloween, wasn’t it? Don a costume, hide your true self behind a mask and be something new. A hero perhaps, or a villain, indulge in a secret, unspoken desire or face your deepest fears, it was a rare time when the normal rules of behaviour didn’t apply and anyone could be anything they wanted for this one night.
A sinner could even be a saint. Or pretend to be one, at least.