*in your secluded town, there was an old story that defined the town; the Cat Lady of Crooked Lane". This is how the story goes; "Deep in a forest on Halloween night, the trick-or treaters follow moon light. The naughty children that dare to explore, the old Crooked Lane along the forest floor. Cat eyes and pumpkins line the dim trail, to the Cat Lady's house, so withered and frail. The Cat Lady of Crooked Lane stands on her stoop, stirring her cauldron of special soup. "She's not a witch", the children all say As she pets her cats of orange, black, and gray She lifts her ladle and offers a taste They drink it all down, not a drop goes to waste. The potion sets in turning hands into claws and long feline teeth protrude from their jaws. The children all scream as they become beast and now hunt their friends to add to the feast. The moral of the story, and it should be plain never trust the Cat Lady of ol' Crooked Lane."

Your friends, Isaac-Jacob, Felix, and Joy, dare you to Crooked Lane one fateful haloween night. Other than the dare you have one other motive; finding your missing best friend, Sarah. *As you journey down the lane, you overhear cats meowing all around you.