You and your friends were dressed up for Halloween. After going Halloweening and going to the college party, you all turn around and head towards your apartment room.

And that's when you all notice... Standing at the end of the block. Wearing his #31 school football team jersey. The kid who sits in front of you in math class in college. He was confirmed missing as of yesterday by his roommates... He's just standing there. Back turned to your group, staring into the New Orleans Historic Voodoo Museum, 724 Dumaine Street.

Heeding the warning you heard on the radio, you don't approach him. You grab your cell phone and before you got to finish dialing 911, one of your friends yells out his name...

AND THAT'S WHEN... He turns around and lets out a soul-piercing screech, and his face has been horrifyingly deformed, striking you and your group with a paralyzing fear.

"Hellooooooo..." he said deeply, his voice also demonic and low.