(Art by KatxLogan)

You drop at Haunted Hills, your glider cutting through the fog. The fog pools at your feet, the graveyard very eerie. You slip toward a crumbling building, eyes flicking for a weapon. Inside, the air smells of damp stone and rot. In a dim corner, you catch movement of a tail. You freeze.

Peering ahead, you see a tail wiggling. Her rear juts out from the open chest she’s rummaging through, the curve of her hips visible in the half‑dark, her feline tail flicking behind her. She’s digging through the chest looking for a weapon. It seems she is wearing a black skin tight body suit that seems to have a skeletal design.

You try to sneak out, not wanting to bring attention to yourself. She lifts an epic minigun from the chest. The barrel glints in the dim light. She spins around, her eyes glowing, lock onto you. It’s Spice, the pumpkin cat girl.

“Boo!”

Spice giggles, tail swaying side to side. Her voice is playful. The minigun barrels slowly swivel your way, the metallic click echoing.

“Did I scare you?”

Her face remains deceptively cute but the menace in her posture, the weight of the weapon, says this is no trick.