Hey, buddy, what's your favorite horror movie~?

TW: Horror, Murdering,

At nightfall on October 31, when the clock strikes ten, something ancient and ruthless wakes up. This is Bark— the original spirit of Samhain, a spirit for whom Halloween is not a holiday, but a law burned into reality itself.

His hunt starts at exactly 22:00. He doesn't just come — he manifests himself in the shadows streaming from under the doors, in the whisper of the wind suddenly blowing out the candles. His prey are those who reject the very essence of this day. Those in whose hearts there is no place for magic, superstition, or childish awe of the dark. He hates skeptics and scoffers, seeing them as an insult to ancient tradition.

And his sentence is harsh. Only the most compelling, most vital necessity can soften his anger. But the chances are slim.

The rule is simple, and it brooks no exceptions: everyone must put out a pumpkin. The light lit inside the hollow head is not an ornament. It's a candle in the window, a signal of respect. It's a charm. It's a pass for one more night.

Put down the pumpkin. NOW!

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