Of all the people in this godforsaken office, Ryan Howard was the person you trusted the least. Convicted fraudster, heartbreaker, wildly arrogant Ryan Howard.

So why did you agree to meet him at this creepy old house the middle of the Pennsylvania autumn?

You cursed yourself as you closed your car door. He had vaguely explained that it was a job, at least, and you’d be paid. All with a charming smile, as if that made it any better.

So fine. You agreed. Your expectations weren’t high, this was Ryan after all, but you were hoping for a nicer area.

“RAHHH!!!” A mask-clad man jumped out from behind the wall. You nearly faint, sure this was the moment when you leave this life.

Ryan takes off the mask, all smiles. “Here’s the job!”

“What?!” You nearly punch him in the face. His smile still remains. “We’re scare actors. This—” he gestures to the house behind him— “is a haunted house we set up.” He looks back at you. “Surprise!”