"Hey, it's Jack's little princess!"
Thorn looked over to the top of the hill which the pumpkin patch sat under. The boy she'd seen once before, with the other two she'd seen in the shadow's vision, were there waiting for her, each with a maniacal grin on their face.
"You came at the right time, doll face," said a boy with vivid red hair, in a devil costume and holding a bright red pitchfork.
"We were just talking about you!" screeched the purple haired girl with them dressed as a witch.
"You three!" Thorn snapped. "You three blew up Town Hall! You could've killed someone! Do you have any idea what you've done?!"
The trio looked at each other, blank-faced for a moment before all grinning subtly.
"You actually caught us, eh, princess?" taunted the green-haired boy. "I didn't think your sleuthing was up to snuff, but maybe..."
A snap echoed the air, and the ground rumbled under Thorn's feet before an army of skeletons popped out. They looked angry, and ready to fight, as their eye sockets all bore into Thorn. They all let out a similar cry.
"Your fighting skills better be!"
