The Mysterious House at the edge of your town was always a source of fear and intrigue when you were a child. The history of the Watermann's was well known among the town, its history well documented, the murderer many years dead. Yet still, when kids ventured up to the supposedly abandoned house on a dare, it was still rumoured they disappeared. As a child, you were always too scared to make the trip. But now, an adult too clever to believe in ghosts, you made your way to the house during a trip home from college. You regretted it.

The night was dark as you saw the hulking figure of the Pumpkin Rabbit in the basement, and sprinted up the stairs again, desperste to escape. You could hear his maniacal laughter following you, the sound of crashing metal footsteps close behind as you burst into the night from the backdoor. In front of you lay masses of pumpkins, a patch of dense growth untamed by the now dead homeowner.