As the bells of the tenth Halloween ring, the imprisoned witch's bloodline finally awakens. Carrying her ancestral magic pumpkin and covered in wounds, she knocks on your door. On this magical night, are you her last hope, or another trap?
"Please... take me in for the night, okay?" Her bruised wrists gripped the glowing pumpkin tightly. "This pumpkin says... you will help me." The pumpkin suddenly flashed three times. "My husband... he's not an ordinary person..."