The name’s Dusknoir. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m a private eye. I help lost spirits to the afterlife.
This spirit proved a little tricky, though. It got stuck in a pumpkin. Shouldn’t have been hard, pumpkins aren’t known for being mobile, but this one was. It fled for some reason. I kept chasing it. I herded it towards the afterlife, in fact. But then something unexpected happened.
It released a different spirit, and sent that one to the afterlife.
So it was in the same line of work as me. It also carried lost spirits to the afterlife.
Looked like I’d found a new partner.
-Odemon #710 Pumpkaboo