“As darkness enveloped the Northwest Side, a boy put on a red rubber mask with horns and a terrible sneer and descended to the basement of St.

“As darkness enveloped the Northwest Side, a boy put on a red rubber mask with horns and a terrible sneer and descended to the basement of St. Pascal Parish. He was the devil that night. Hundreds of people, many of them Roman Catholics, lined up for a $6 tour of Underworld 2003, a fundraiser for the church’s elementary school. They walked in threes through the hot boiler room and past the buzzing electric chair, the glowing hazmat spill and the casket of a dismembered dummy. Holy upstairs, hellish downstairs. It’s an example of the neat separation of sacred and profane that characterizes many Christians’ attitudes toward Halloween.”