The outside world was gradually getting late.
The Silent Forest was already engulfed by the night.
The pumpkin car, pulled by four fat mice, wobbled along the forest path surrounded by towering Return Soul Poplars and low bushes, creaking as it went. A few small orange lights peeked out from the small windows carved into the edges of the pumpkin car, creating a small patch of flickering light and shadow in the deep night.
Confused Tree Elves crawled out of their tree holes, nervously watching this giant pumpkin emitting a natural fragrance inside and out. They salivated at its scent while wondering why the big guys in the forest hadn't torn it apart.
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"—The monsters in the forest probably have never seen such audacious guests, so they're a bit hesitant at the moment."
