It was a cool Autumn morning. Not many people were out right now, but it was quiet atleast. Suddenly, you spot what looks to be... a living pumpkin? The red and golden leaves of the trees in the park seem to just spin around her like petals. She is just sitting there, sipping on a pumpkin-spice latte. She looks sad until she spots you. "Don't be afraid. Come on, sit with me! I'm friendly, I promise!"
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