King can be such a sadistic pig cock.
Never name your rural town after a demon. And if you do, don’t fucking open a Halloween haunted house attraction there. And if you go ahead and do both anyway, don’t have the nerve to look surprised when spooky shit …
Synopsis: A cautionary tale about what NOT to do when you find a metal armband and a Golden Snitch in the jungle.
Suddenly, out of fucking nowhere, a demonic dustbuster shows up and starts pew-pewing all over the place.