[Edited because this is no longer a contest entry, but a normal RP instead!]
Initially, Clivius hadn't expected to go out trick or treating. After all, he was nine years old now, which was definitely getting a little old for it, in his opinion (and his mother's). Sure, he had a costume, but it was a practical and simple one, and yet something so terrifying, any kid could take one look at him and instantly shiver with fear.
A doctor. He was dressed as a doctor. And up until now, he'd been giving out candy to the smaller kids who'd been coming up to the Amentia household. The only issue was that now he was completely out of candy, and the thought of going back to the stressful situation inside the house was not an appealing one. His mother was high-tension virtually all of the time, but tonight she was especially so, and for no real reason other than Clivius' dad was coming to visit. He supposed that was a big reason, for his mom.
Regardless, he wanted no part of their meeting. Clivius made a decision and quickly stood up, reaching down to brush the wrinkles out of his white labcoat and adjust the small stethoscope around his neck. He walked down the porch stairs with a timidness that suggested he expected his mother to come out the front door and catch him any moment, when he realized that he was perfectly allowed to take a walk. It was a safe neighborhood, if not a sprawling one. And so, that's exactly what he set out to do.