On the day of the festival, Pavia leapt out at the human revelers, her enchanted mask sending chills coursing down their spines. The louder their screams echoed through the forest, the more ghosts would gather around her. [Hahaha! Another hair-raising success! And don't think giving me candy will make me go away!] Grinning triumphantly as she watched the men cringe with terror, she began to seek the next target for her trick, as the night was still young...