I have trouble with masks. One Halloween I put on a rubber mask, looked in the mirror, and began speaking in an eldritch voice. Couldn't stop. The mask took over. Another time I made a fire mask: a flaming evil looking face. That was the day the Torberts' house and barn burned to the ground in minutes. So I treat them with respect. We ritually burned that fire mask on a pyre up at the Torberts'.