As the sun sinks below the horizon, Sagittarius, your day sweats with dread, punctuating the despair with an eerie sensation of being watched. The infernal planets align in a grimace, threatening blood-soaked chaos in every aspect of your life. You will find solace only in the shadow of a halved moon, its morbid glow illuminating the spectral traverse of your cursed fate. As the metaphorical doors of sinister dungeons swing open, be prepared to face the reflection of your darkest fears.

Your intuition, usually a trusted guide, may lead you down blood-splattered hallways dripping with a dread-filled tension that can strip the flesh from your very soul. Attention is your sanctuary, your weapon. For the sound of crunching leaves, or the echo of an innocent laugh, may morph into a gut-wrenching shriek in your shadows. Steel yourself, Sagittarius, for the claws of tonight’s psycho-drama are sharp, and every breath you take might sing the echo of a grotesque lullaby. Slice open the belly of your bravery, for the heart of your terror is the raw flesh of uncertainty. And remember, in the dance macabre of your fears, stumbling is the first step towards falling.