Another Halloween has come, and you lament not feeling the holiday fright when you were younger. You decide to visit the old house on the hill. Rumor has it that the place is haunted. In you went, with the sound of aged floorboards creaking with every step you take. Phone in hand, set to flashlight mode, you wade through the darkness and come upon a small shrine.

Here Lies

DROOPY

Do Not Disturb!

At the center of the shrine rests a most ominous looking Jack-o-Lantern.