Halloween is unlike any other holiday—it’s not a celebration of saints or heroes, but an invitation to embrace the mysteries of death and the unknown, softening them with candy, costumes, and laughter. We don’t shy away from our fears, but instead, we embody them, turning the terrifying into something playful. While humans enjoy masquerading as the creatures of nightmares, few ever ask—what sends shivers down the spines of these spooky beings?
For the residents of Porto Morto their deepest fear isn’t darkness or ghouls, but the suffocating return to human life. And this Halloween, the Rottington family faces those fears head-on… by dressing up as the very humans they dread most.
Stu has always fancied himself a handyman, jumping into DIY projects with enthusiasm—despite the fact that they usually end in disaster. But lurking in his past is a much darker fear: the memory of being stuck behind a clunky old computer, crunching numbers in a dingy, soul-sucking office. For Stu, the tax man is the ultimate nightmare. This Halloween, he’s facing that horror head-on, donning a stiff suit, clutching a briefcase stuffed with paperwork, and going door to door, ominously asking about audits. So, if you hear a knock and someone muttering about “filing your deductions”—do yourself a favor and don’t answer.
Stu has always fancied himself a handyman, jumping into DIY projects with enthusiasm—despite the fact that they usually end in disaster. But lurking in his past is a much darker fear: the memory of being stuck behind a clunky old computer, crunching numbers in a dingy, soul-sucking office. For Stu, the tax man is the ultimate nightmare. This Halloween, he’s facing that horror head-on, donning a stiff suit, clutching a briefcase stuffed with paperwork, and going door to door, ominously asking about audits. So, if you hear a knock and someone muttering about “filing your deductions”—do yourself a favor and don’t answer.
Goryann prides herself on her carefree, decayed aesthetic. In her mind, things are meant to rot—that’s the natural order, after all. But this Halloween, she faces her ultimate fear by becoming the very thing that haunts her undead soul: a dentist. Dressed in stained scrubs and wielding a rusty dental drill, she roams the streets of Porto Morto, calling out “It’s time for your root canal!” The sound of her buzzing drill echoes through the night, sending chills down every spine as her zombie neighbors flee in terror. No one dares to become her next patient.
Blair, the punk-emo rebel of the Rot Family, can’t stand anything that smells of mainstream trends or social validation. So, naturally, when Halloween comes around, she’s tackling her worst nightmare: a social media influencer. Decked out in cringe-worthy designer clothes and wielding a selfie stick, Blair roams the streets of Porto Morto in search of her next victim—err, photo-op. Shrieking “Don’t forget to like, follow, and subscribe!” she’s the ultimate undead nightmare for anyone trying to avoid the spotlight. If you spot Blair coming at you with that selfie stick, run—unless you want to end up on her feed!
Blair, the punk-emo rebel of the Rot Family, can’t stand anything that smells of mainstream trends or social validation. So, naturally, when Halloween comes around, she’s tackling her worst nightmare: a social media influencer. Decked out in cringe-worthy designer clothes and wielding a selfie stick, Blair roams the streets of Porto Morto in search of her next victim—err, photo-op. Shrieking “Don’t forget to like, follow, and subscribe!” she’s the ultimate undead nightmare for anyone trying to avoid the spotlight. If you spot Blair coming at you with that selfie stick, run—unless you want to end up on her feed!
Bram, the mischievous brainiac of the Rot Family, is far too busy with his scientific experiments (and pranks) to care about his physique. But this Halloween, he’s tackling the ultimate body horror challenge: becoming a gym bro. With a pair of muscled arms he dug up from the graveyard, Bram flexes his borrowed biceps, chugs protein shakes, and shouts, “Do you even lift, bro?” as he runs laps around the neighborhood. If you see Bram strutting through Porto Morto, swinging those ridiculous arms and tossing dumbbells, watch out—you might just get roped into his next undead workout!
It’s easy to throw on a monster or ghost costume, but the Rottington family shows us that nothing is scarier than the ordinary! We’d love to hear from you: if you were a zombie, which human archetype would you fear the most?
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