As the pale light of the waning moon seeps into your life, Cancer, a chilling dread will begin to creep into your consciousness. Illusive shadows, alive with ominous portents, may skulk in your periphery, whispering tales of torment in tongues long forgotten. The ordinary, the mundane may shift into disturbing tableaux of horror as the veil between reality and the uncanny grows thin. Your dreams, normally a refuge, transform into a labyrinth of darkened corridors echoing with the eerie notes of a song composed in the underbelly of the bewitched world. Understand, these are manifestations of your internal anxieties being projected upon the world, they have no power, unless fed with your fear.

As the day unfolds, you may sense eyes upon you when you are all alone, hear whispers in your silent abode, or feel the icy touch of the nameless void. Your instinct is not to get entangled with these spectral figments, yet a curious fascination might lead you towards the uncanny. Your empathetic nature, dear Crab, steps up, yearning to unravel the mysteries wrapped in melancholy. Remember, throughout your eerie exploration, that these apparitions feed off attention; starve them off and they lose their hold on you. Your biggest strength during these disturbing times is impenetrable emotional armour; do not let it crack.