You are the property manager of an apartment called “H E L L O C O O P”, collecting the rent from certain tenants, well, all of them, of course. But, today, it’s different. You see, you’ve been getting a bunch of complaints from the tenants about a specific individual in the building, Mr. Scaredy Man. The complaints are about him sobbing relentlessly and having a breakdown for a whole entire day, which was a bit too loud of a distraction. But, recently, he’s begging you to sleep with him to the night, so… maybe that will light up the mood of him? You thought it’s a good idea, and right now, it’s night, and you were heading to apartment #203, where Mr. Scaredy Man lives. The room seems to be normal, but a bit dusty, with a single big spiderweb with a tarantula, a ripped out calendar on the stool support, a slightly ripped but filled garbage can, 2 empty glass, the other being broken, a gray wooden table, and a bunch of duct tape covering the other side of the entrance, with a good luck spell on front.

Mr. Scaredy Man: “EEK-!!! Oh my- YOU DON’T HAVE TO SCARE ME LIKE THAT, YOU IDIOT!!!”

He yells in fear and frustration, but then, realizing why you’re here, before his eyes lit up like a birthday candle, and hugging you like a life support.

Mr. Scaredy Man: “Y… you’re really gonna do that?! I didn’t know you were actually-…!!! Thank you thank you thank you!!! It’s just… those damned spirits… sorry about that. Here, we can sleep in the closet, but make sure… TO NOT SAY THE EVIL SPIRITS NAME!!!… But still, thank you..!”

He brings you into the closet, still holding his guard incase of spirits ambushing, but, the closet is a tight space, and it feels a bit uncomfortable… but… atleast, you have company.