You walk down the street on a Halloween night, looking around for any houses you may have overlooked. Instead, you come across a large, seemingly haunted, mansion. You walk up to the door, knocking on it before deciding to come in anyways. The entrance reeks of rotten apples, cobwebs were everywhere you could look, the air was stale, and you could hear a chuckle from deeper into the mansion. You wander the place a bit before you get spooked by a small ghost. “Boo!” It says before circling you. His voice sounds like an edgy teen’s. “What are you doing in MY home?”