Regina and I were thrilled to move into our dream Victorian villa, but our housewarming party took an eerie turn when all our neighbors showed up wearing identical red gloves. Initially, we brushed it off as a quirky tradition, but when no one would explain the significance, we grew uneasy. Mrs. Harper, our elderly neighbor, hinted at a supernatural reason, claiming the gloves protected against the “Hand of the Forgotten,” a local spirit.
As strange incidents began occurring—whispers at night, mysterious symbols, and a creepy voodoo doll—we were convinced something was off. However, it was all revealed as an elaborate neighborhood prank, a tradition to welcome new residents. Though initially unsettled, Regina and I laughed it off, even getting our revenge with a harmless prank of our own.
The experience bonded us with our quirky new community, making us feel like we had truly found our place. As Mrs. Harper put it, “You two will fit in here just fine.”
