Silly little city girl The corn maze is no place for fancy little morsels like her, especially on Halloween. Monsters creep among the stalks... and we're starving. My mortal enemy and I have never been properly paid for our services. That changes tonight. We'll take our payment from the lost little human wandering through our field. We'll feast on her slick. Revel in her fear. Bask in her screams of pain...