On Halloween night, as the fog thickened and the moon hung pale in the sky, a small doll named Voodoo lived not to frighten others, but to protect the one thing most precious to him… his beloved vape. 
Page 1 – The Misty Forest Gate
That night, a thick fog fell, covering the road to the ancient forest. Under the pale moonlight stood a rusty black iron gate. Two crows perched on it, staring sharply at a small figure who had just arrived in front of the gate.
This was Voodoo, a tiny doll with a body wrapped in dull fabric and a head full of stitches. On his back hung a beloved vape that he always carried everywhere.
Voodoo stared at the dense forest ahead—dark, silent, and frightening. But his resolve was firm.
“It’s time… I must enter this forest to hunt,” he murmured softly.
The two crows on the gate watched him, as if warning of the dangers that awaited.
But Voodoo only gave a small smile, then stepped through the iron gate.
The fog enveloped his body, and the sound of his footsteps slowly faded into the darkness.
Page 2 – The Thief in the Mist
After walking for a long time through the forest, Voodoo began to feel tired. He sat down on a large rock beneath a tree, placing his vape beside him.
“Sigh… still no prey. I’ll just rest for a bit…” he said in a weary tone.
The cold, damp night air made him drowsy. Slowly, his eyes closed. The forest fell silent again, leaving only the sounds of insects and the whispering wind.
But from behind the bushes, two sharp eyes stared with greed. A creepy creature with long ears and sharp teeth emerged from the shadows of the trees. It gazed at the vape beside Voodoo with a sly smile.
“Hehehe… that little glowing object… it must be precious to him.”
With light steps and a menacing grin, the creature crept closer. Its long hand slowly reached for the vape, then it disappeared back into the mist—leaving Voodoo still fast asleep.
When Voodoo awoke, the moon was high in the sky. He glanced beside him… and his eyes widened in shock. His beloved vape was gone.
“No… where are you, my vape…?”
Under the moonlight, Voodoo’s face looked grim. But beneath that gaze, there now burned an ember of rage. The true hunt had just begun.
Page 3 – The Thief’s Trail in the Forest
As the night grew colder and the darkness more menacing, Voodoo stepped back into the heart of the forest with burning anger. On the damp ground, he discovered something strange footprints, large and sharp like animal claws. Voodoo knelt down, slowly tracing the trail. Each step felt heavy, but his resolve remained unshaken.
“You may have stolen my vape… but I won’t just stand by and do nothing.”
The forest felt quieter than usual. The crows that had cawed the previous night were now silent. Only the rustle of the wind and the crunch of broken twigs beneath Voodoo’s small footsteps pierced the stillness.
The trail led deeper into the dark area the farther it went, the fainter it became. Suddenly, however, Voodoo felt as if he were being watched. Shadows moved among the trees, and a pair of glowing eyes pierced through the darkness.
From within emerged the long-eared creature, smiling with a row of terrifyingly sharp teeth. In its hand… it clutched Voodoo’s beloved vape tightly.
The creature let out a soft laugh, its voice echoing through the mist:
“Hehehe… looking for me, little doll?”
Voodoo stared back sharply, without a trace of fear. Under the dim moonlight, the two creatures stood facing each other one determined to keep its stolen prize, the other resolved to reclaim what was his.
And that night, deep in the misty forest, the true hunt between Voodoo and the vape-thieving creature began.
Page 4 – Battle Under the Full Moon
The wind howled fiercely, branches dancing wildly under the full moon’s glow. In the midst of the mist, two figures stood facing each other: Voodoo and the long-eared creature. The creature still clutched Voodoo’s beloved vape in its hand, glinting softly in the moonlight.
“Give it back!”
Voodoo shouted, his eyes emitting a sharp gleam.
The creature only laughed viciously.
“Hehehe… if you want it, come take it from me, little doll!”
In an instant, Voodoo’s small body shot through the air. The needles in his head vibrated and emitted mysterious energy sparks. A dazzling light burst from his eyes — BRZZZZT! — striking the creature’s eyes with a loud blast.
The creature screamed in pain, staggering backward while clutching its face. The vape it held slipped from its grasp, but Voodoo didn’t rush to retrieve it. Instead, he gave the wretched creature no chance to recover.
“This isn’t just an object… it’s part of my very breath!”
Voodoo leaped once more, landing a solid blow to the creature’s other eye. Dark energy flowed from his hands, making the air around them vibrate. A final flash of light struck, reflecting in Voodoo’s eyes before hitting the creature square in the face.
The creature let out a long scream before its body slowly dissolved into shadowy mist.
As everything settled back into calm, Voodoo stood tall under the moonlight. He held his beloved vape once more, a satisfied smile visible on his stitched face.
“You may disappear… but this feeling remains mine.”
The mist drifted slowly, carrying silence with it. Only Voodoo remained, standing alone in the dark forest.
Page 5 – Finally Returned
The full moon still hung high in the sky. The mist that was once frightening now felt soft, as if congratulating him. In the midst of the silent forest, Voodoo stood while clutching his beloved vape tightly.
“Hehe… you’re finally back. You almost became that demon rabbit’s property,” he murmured with a small smile.
Gently, he patted the body of his vape slowly, as if comforting an old friend who had just returned from a dangerous adventure.
“There, there… from now on, I won’t leave you again, not even when I’m asleep!”
From afar, a crow flew across the face of the moon while cawing, as if laughing at him. Voodoo then walked slowly, leaving the forest behind.
Occasionally, he would stop, take a puff from his vape, and blow heart-shaped smoke into the air. The mist around him turned soft and shimmering, seemingly dancing along with his every step.
“Ahh~ it feels… like the smoke of victory.”
And that night, for the first time, the misty forest felt truly peaceful all because a little doll could finally sleep soundly again… accompanied by his beloved vape. 
