With Fall's arrival brings bright colors from green to red and brown, then grey.

What thrived then, is now old, from neglect and decay.

Throw on your gloves and thinkin' cap, apply what you've been taught.

A fitting tale of ghostly haunts, 'the deed is done' -- will you foil this plot?

To make some dough, solve the clues, and surely you will prosper.

Hunt solo or Crew to find the puck, but stick to Saint Paul proper.

PSA ** Hunters, common sense must prevail, and I really hate to nag.. but for lack of better words that rhyme (while out and about hunting) please don't act like a d-bag **