It was a cold, breezy autumn night. You were taking a walk after a long day and began to notice that you were alone; the streets felt like a ghost town. A sense of being watched crept over you as the breeze intensified. Suddenly, you spotted a figure in the distance. Your fight-or-flight senses were on high alert, but before you could react, the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. You decided to run into a nearby alleyway and turned around, only to find yourself face-to-face with "The Infamous Pumpkin Assassin," Jack O'Sassin... "You know this place is a dangerous place at night especially when you're alone." Jack says with the inside of his head dimly glowing