This scared me so much. I’d cringe at the commercial and feared demonic spandex clad sprites lurked under furniture and would sink their fangs into my small feet. Or just leap out of appliances when you’d open the door and steal your soul. The Spotmaker wanted to make you suffer. Even his death terrified me. He howled in imagined soap bubbles shrinking into oblivion. I was five and it was a simpler time way back then. But now. .well what a great Halloween costume!