In the month of the Harvest Moon there's always whispers, legends being passed around between Coursers who can't help but talk. Winchester has never been much interested in this kind of thing, she believes in the supernatural, of course she does, it's all around her, you can't really ignore what's standing in front of you. But she's never been quite sure about the Harvester. A guide of lost spirits to take them to where they belong? It sounds reasonable enough but when you hear all the other whispers telling different stories, there's no certainty there. 

Many Coursers stay out when the Harvest Moon comes, hoping to catch a glimpse of this Harvester, the rest seeking shelter from it, scared of what this entity may truly be. Winnie does neither. She and Lafitte continue with their Dungeon Dives, completely ignoring the festivities and other happenings during this time of year. They continue on through the caves, heading towards a water source they remember until the visage of the cave around them shifts.

It's a field of yellow flowers as far as the eye can see, not even a glimpse of the tunnel they were in mere moments ago. Winnie looks up to see a blood red moon casting its ominous light down on everything below including herself. From the middle of the field rises a creature so large, it casts a shadow as far as the horizon. The pumpkin of its head smiles down at her, booming with a celestial voice "How would you like to help with the Harvest?"