—Atticus slowly walked through the dark and empty streets of Spooky Town. He wore a hood that concealed his face, and his golden amulet bounced against his chest with each step he took. The moonlight reflected off the amulet as he walked, casting a faint glow on his path. Atticus was unsure of what he would do while wandering the deserted streets. He could try to recruit more people to join his cult or find ways to achieve their goal of gaining control over the world.