Somewhere between the glow of lanterns and the whisper of falling leaves, the fair comes to life. You hear the creak of the Ferris wheel turning in the mist, the quiet laughter that drifts through the air, and the faint crackle of sugar and spice. Pumpkins glow like little secrets. The witch’s house watches from the edge — curious, patient, waiting. It’s the kind of place where autumn lingers just a little longer… sweet and strange, wrapped in candlelight and shadows. Welcome to the Scary Fall Fair — where Cats Hollow remembers that even the eerie can be beautiful.
FALL INTO FRIGHTS AT CATS HOLLOW FAIR
