Don’t Tarry Among The Pumpkins…
There’s a feeling of forboding as you cross the pumpkin patch.
The path lies empty, but still, you’re being watched.
They say the blood from the Slaughter House seeped into the ground
and now the pumpkins themselves have a taste for it.
All who tend the pumpkin patch disappear.
You are warned not to travel the road alone.
For Evil grows in the dead of night.
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