They’re not here to party. They’re here to parade. Three undead misfits march beneath a cursed moon, balloons in hand and doom in their eyes. Behind them, the haunted castle looms. Bats scatter. Trees whisper. And the cobblestones echo with every rotten step.
It’s festive. It’s freaky. It’s the Deadtime Parade.
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