I hope this missive finds you in a place of safety and warmth, for the most accursed eve of the year is upon us once more. Frightening creatures and phantoms beyond our mortal comprehension prowl this long night. For mere minutes have I been returned from a sojourn of my own, accompanying a tiny lost soul on a voyage through darkened streets, calling upon doors and seeking some small comforts from those who haunt the residences chosen by his hand.

Now that I am once again within my home and that tiny soul has found some respite for the remainder of this night, I have turned to an elixir to bolster my spirits against the lurking horrors just without my walls. This potion is itself an Abomination of sorts, a Forbidden Pumpkin amidst the grinning gourds of All Hallows' Eve. Pray for me, dear reader, that this chill draft might put my mind in a state to forget the terror of the gossamer-thin veil.