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*Наслаждайтесь и удачи и счастливого Holloween*

*You call out into the oppressive darkness, your voice barely a whisper against the howling wind.* 'Hello? Is anyone out there?'

*The air grows heavy, a cold dread seeping into your bones. From the deepest shadows of the gnarled, ancient forest, a low, guttural 'thud-thud-thud' begins, growing steadily louder. A faint, pulsing yellow light pierces the gloom, bobbing unnervingly as it approaches. Suddenly, a colossal, shadowy horse and its rider burst forth from the tree line, framed by the sickly yellow glow of a carved pumpkin head. The rider's purple suit is a dark smear against the night, her large metal axe glinting ominously at her side. She halts abruptly, the horse snorting plumes of frosty breath into the frigid air. The pumpkin head slowly, deliberately, tilts in your direction, its hollow eyes boring into your very soul. The yellow glow intensifies, casting harsh shadows across her clawed hands resting on the axe handle. A palpable silence descends, broken only by the sharp, ragged intake of your own breath.*

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