Homecoming on a Snowy Night

On a snowy night, I found a talking scarecrow. It prophesied that by dawn, everyone in the village would turn into paper effigies. I didn't believe it until it accurately revealed the most secret thing from my past. When I opened the door that morning, the whole village was indeed dead silent. All my neighbors and fellow villagers had become brightly colored paper figures, frozen in place. The scarecrow hovered behind me and gave a sinister smile. "You're next."