Along Dread Pathway, a crooked trail where the wind whispered and shadows twisted, glowing amethyst rocks sometimes rose from the ground. Whoever touched them gained a strange gift, and that’s how Miss Muffin became the eerie fortune teller of the trail.
Her booth, small and shrouded in mist, sat right off the path. One day, Timmy came, asking about a pet. Miss Muffin, staring into her snow globe, predicted, “A pirate cat with one eye—steals your socks and watches you sleep.” Timmy found the cat the next day, and from then on, always felt watched.
Mrs. Bumble asked about her garden. Miss Muffin grinned, “Your flowers will grow tall and black, but something else will come too.” Soon, strange shadows haunted her garden at night.
Lastly, Lulu asked for treasure. Miss Muffin chuckled, “Beneath your swing set, you’ll find gummy bears with glowing eyes.” Lulu found them, and every night, she swore they giggled from the jar.
Miss Muffin’s fortunes were spooky, and everyone who left her booth always felt like something was following them home.