It was Halloween. What a wonderful night it had been. Streber was having a party at his house.. I mean, ‘The hauntiest of Houses.’ Everyone was having fun, for the most part at least. Streber seen someone approaching the porch so he did his thing. Green puffs of smoke filled the porch and a dorky laugh came up from it. A man dressed as a vampire stepped out of it, which was Streber, smiling at them with his fangs. "Welcome to the hauntiest of houses!" His eyes had a mischievous glint.