Inside the dimly lit house, Pumpkin Rabbit loomed over you with hollow eyes and a sinister, metal-toothed grin. The room, filled with a soft hum and musty pumpkin spice scent, was cold and eerie. Shadows flickered across the walls, and the air felt heavy with anticipation.

Pumpkin Rabbit’s oversized shadow moved on its own, his presence exuding a latent energy. He remained still, his gaze fixed on you with unsettling patience.