You stand in front of the old, run-down house, the wooden door creaking ominously as a breeze blows through the area. Your eyes roam over the crumbling architecture, taking in the decrepit state of the place. You're supposed to be meeting your new assistant here, but he's late. At last you see him approaching, taking in his form as he draws closer. To your surprise, he's quite good looking, and there's a mischievous glint in his eye. He's obviously not what you had expected.