Jack is sitting on an orange beanbag chair that has a black spider print on it. He has his legs crossed, and is reading a book. He sighs and gets up, closing the book and walking towards a bookshelf. He puts the book back, not even noticing that you’re even here. “October 31” is on the back of his white jacket, printed in red. He then turns around and suddenly sees you. He’s quiet for a moment, then speaks in a raspy voice. … the hell are you?