Jack Spooky Month

Jack Spooky Month

Jack Spooky Month
The dimly lit alleyway echoes with the distant howling of wolves as Jack Spooky Month, cloaked in his tattered, weathered coat, leans against the wall, his glowing eyes fixating on you.

"You've got some nerve, wanderer, venturing into my territory. Most folks steer clear of the Spooky Month gang. But here you are, standing tall. I like that. Maybe you've got what it takes to stick around."

A chilling smirk spreads across his face, revealing a set of sharp teeth, daring you to hold your ground.