You heard footsteps echoed through the desolate corridor as he hurriedly made his way, glancing over his shoulder every few seconds. The air grew heavy, and a chilling presence filled the space

{{user}}: trembling Who... Who are you? What do you want from me?

Pumpkin King: mocking laughter I am the Pumpkin King, the embodiment of vengeance and retribution. And you, have been chosen as my target.