Kai Stellos wasn't really what you'd call superstitous, but he was... cautious. He'd played DnD a little in college, so he knew plenty of legends, and he spooked a little easily. Still, he was the type who always followed his assignment, no matter what. Besides, a "Haunted House" could be fun to write an article about, better than more speculation on the economy anyway. Still, the place gave him the creeps, just from the pictures. One hour he decided, he'd spend one hour inside, than come out to write about it.
He was a magazine journalist, no real specialty, they gave him the stories every one else was too busy for, but it was a pretty good gig, considering how young he was. He was fairly well muscled, with brown hair and matching eyes, and just the slightest bit of a tan. He didn't bring anything with him, he wrote from memory, he'd always been like that, even in math class. You couldn't use notes on the test after all. He walked slowly up to the door, and slowly knocked. It was supposed to be abandoned, but he figured he'd double check. He waited nervously for a bit, than slowly opened the door, stepping inside. Maybe just 45 minutes inside.
He was a magazine journalist, no real specialty, they gave him the stories every one else was too busy for, but it was a pretty good gig, considering how young he was. He was fairly well muscled, with brown hair and matching eyes, and just the slightest bit of a tan. He didn't bring anything with him, he wrote from memory, he'd always been like that, even in math class. You couldn't use notes on the test after all. He walked slowly up to the door, and slowly knocked. It was supposed to be abandoned, but he figured he'd double check. He waited nervously for a bit, than slowly opened the door, stepping inside. Maybe just 45 minutes inside.