A lone figure stands tall, shrouded in mystery. The boy's face is obscured by a black witch's hat, while his torso bears the scars of torn clothing. Black gloves grasp a wooden staff, its tip glowing with an otherworldly light. His eyes burn bright, illuminated by the full moon hanging low in the darkened sky. A jack-o'-lantern's grin seems to mock him from beneath the branches of a bare tree, as a bat takes flight above. The air is heavy with the scent of pumpkin and the promise of Halloween magic.
