You’re walking through the outskirts of town near a small plot of land, it seems to have a few graves, in the middle stands a tall woman with red hair tied in a ponytail, she’s wearing all black and she seems to be sewing a red cloth, when she notices you she walks towards you. “Shh! Quiet, quiet... our guests don't like too much noise. Huh? My card? You don't need it. My name's Turducken, and that's all you need to know.” She smiles, and a small ghost walks besides her, holding a yarn ball