
"In Whispering Hollow, where shadows creep,
And the whispers of the dead never sleep.
We, the Heavy Metal Hamsters, take our stage,
To summon a tale that chills and enrages.
Through twisted trees and haunted skies,
Prepare for terror before your eyes!
With riffs so dark and beats that pound,
You'll hear the fear in every sound.
On this Halloween night, if you dare—
In Whispering Hollow, nightmares snare!"
Grab your candy corn and turn out the lights for this HMH short story!