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The Pumpkin Patch at Midnight Every October, the Holloway family opens their pumpkin patch on the edge of Blackthorn Road—a tradition spanning three generations. But locals know the real attraction isn't the prize-winning gourds. It's the legend. They say if you visit after sunset, you can still see the previous owner, Old Man Silas, tending his crops. The problem is, Silas died in 1987. They found him slumped between the rows, his body so withered they couldn't tell how long he'd been there. This year, teenager Marcus decided to test the legend. Armed with his phone's camera, he entered the patch at 11 PM, long after the gates locked. The air tasted like copper and earth. His breath came in white clouds despite the warm evening. Then he saw it—a figure in a tattered flannel shirt, moving between the pumpkins with impossible fluidity. No footsteps. No sound. Just the soft rustling of leaves as skeletal hands caressed each pumpkin, whispering numbers: "One... two... three..." Marcus raised his camera. Through the lens, the figure's face came into focus. It had no eyes—just hollow sockets. But somehow, it was looking directly at him. The whisper changed: "...and one more." The next morning, Marcus's phone was found at the patch entrance. The final photo showed him screaming silently, his eyes replaced with glowing orange jack-o'-lantern faces. The counting continues every October. Local authorities chalk it up to vandalism, but the Holloway family knows better. They've started numbering the pumpkins themselves now, completing Silas's count. This year, they're at 1,847. stake id- Ommirge69

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