content: Frightening tale for Halloween As a child my parents always told me to stay away from the old, abandoned synagogue. It was said to be haunted by the spirit of Rabbi Samuel Hydesberg, a hideous, bloated creature with a beard said to smell of death, doomed to haunt the earth forever as payment for his many Jewish supremacist attacks on innocents. But I thought it an old story told to keep kids inside at night, and during my teen years I decided to venture in on All Hallow's Eve. Immediately, I was hit with the stench of whey powder, spoiled milk, and vomit. I ventured forth, looking at the many weights strewn across the ground, and several beakers labelled "Zippy Water". I walked into the farthest back room when he came at me, the Rabbi's ghost. He let out a laugh that still haunts me to this day and yelled "WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' HERE LIL' GUY, YA LOST PAL?" His breath sent a shock down my spine, and I immediately ran for the exit, but the doors slammed shut before I could leave. I turned around with my back to the door, heart pounding, and head spinning. The spirit slowly floated toward me, and then when he was inches from my face he said "Hey buddy donate to the gumroad to see the new HydeWars only 5 bucks man". I stood in shock for several seconds. Then with a shaky hand I pulled out my wallet and gave the beast a five dollar bill. He cackled before disappearing, and the doors slammed open. I ran home and vowed to never return and to donate half of my money to Israel so that they may pity me and prevent an event like this from ever happening again.