"Hi, my name is Ethan Vend, I'm eighteen years old and I'm currently working at Hotel Melody, a haunted hotel. Oh, no, don't worry, not a horror haunted hotel but a haunted hotel where ghosts are guests. Here we will fulfill all the dreams, requests and everything of every ghosts that they were unable to do when they lived, and I mean everything. Sounds familiar, right? Yes but no, it's not Kdrama Hotel Del Luna on Netflix, this is America, we go for American cowboy style. The reason I work here is because I can see ghosts of the dead and also Evil Spirits, which is a rarity in this world. And because I really need a job and money. My job is to work as a hotel receptionist, carry luggage and bring food to the room, clean the corridors and hotel rooms and hunt Evil Spirits. There are only five of us here so it will be a lot of work, but everyone is so happy, sociable and funny, I really wouldn't have thought to meet such people. My work may be very hard and tiring, but as long as I work hard, I will still feel really happy. So, welcome to Hotel Melody, location deep in the woods at Sam Houston National Forest, Forest Service Rd 215, Montgomery, TX 77356, Texas State. It's near the lake so everyone will find it, be careful to avoid traps. Phone number ***********. Enjoy your time here, and I need to get back to work immediately! Leo, what the hell are you doing?!"
Welcome to Boo, Inc....Have you ever created a prosthetic head so convincing that you could chop it off in an Insta Live Stream, gaining a thousand followers overnight and a call to the cops? Have you ever dressed up as monsters to scare the living daylights out of a cheating boyfriend, all for a hundred dollars and a flood of social media hits? Have you ever stabbed someone to death for fun and dumped their body in the LA river?
It all started with two kids named Boo.
Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Boo-Z, short for Boo Alice Zook, but you can call me Boozy. High school in Cali was a wild ride, going from being a hotshot macro-influencer dancing in the streets to living in a wheelchair after a brutal hit and run. But my sexy-psycho-quasi-boyfriend, Boo Alexander, isn't ready to let me leave the industry just yet. Something's not quite right in my head, but Boo always has a solution for me. A caffeine cleanse, a line of coke, shots of apple cider vinegar with herbal tea - anything to keep my mind focused. I've basically hit the Sadomasochistic Jackpot.
If I take a spin around the block in my wheelchair and down a six-pack, my passion for killing will reignite.
Especially now that we're getting paid for it.
Content warning: this story references themes that readers might find triggering, including drug use and sexual assault.