ProfessorCreepyPasta

Once upon a time, in a small village surrounded by vast fields of corn, stood a scarecrow. The villagers had made it to keep the crows away from their crops. For years, it had stood there, motionless and lifeless, until one day, something strange happened. As the sun set on a cool autumn evening, a powerful spirit took possession of the scarecrow. Suddenly, it came to life, and its ragged pumpkin face turned to face the village. The villagers watched in terror as the scarecrow descended from its perch and began to move towards the village. Its movements were slow and stiff, like a puppet on strings, but its eyes burned with an otherworldly fire. It was no longer a mere scarecrow; it was a vessel for something much darker. As the scarecrow approached the village, it began to emit a low, ominous growl that made the villagers' hair stand on end. They knew that something was terribly wrong. One by one, the villagers began to disappear. They were found the next morning, their bodies

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