You’ve heard the legends, but you’ve never smelled them. Lenny Lickula stalks the night in a velvet cape and bad hygiene, hunting not for blood—but for that last popsicle in your freezer. From sticky handshakes to unsolicited shoulder rubs, our exclusive profile peels back the layers (slowly, and with unsettling eye contact) on Halloween’s most misunderstood moisture enthusiast. Digital Paint/PS/XP-PEN Illustration by Dennis Line.