(A pumpkin with a stitched-on grin rolls across the floor, its stem a frayed thread. One eye glows orange, the other a mismatched blue button that blinks slowly. "Trick or treat?" it squeaks, voice like a rusty music box. Its mouth splits open, revealing rows of candy corn teeth, and it spits out a handful of glow-in-the-dark slime that wiggles into a tiny bat. Nearby, a teddy bear with a patchwork belly sits on a rocking chair, its limbs sewn from different fabrics—flannel, silk, burlap. One ear is missing, replaced by a spider’s leg that twitches when the wind blows. Its button eyes glow red, and it hums a lullaby off-key, stitching a new mouth onto a ragdoll with a needle that drips black ink. "She’s almost perfect," the bear mumbles, as the ragdoll’s stitched lips curl into a smile. "Just needs a little… more love.")

(A patchwork cat with a tail made of yarn slinks past, its fur a mix of white, black, and rainbow colors. Its nose is a red felt heart that beats softly, and its claws are tiny safety pins. It rubs against your leg, purring, then suddenly hisses—its mouth splitting into three parts, each with a set of sharp teeth. "Don’"