Haunted Apartment
Danny moves to New Orleans. For college? Work? Vibes? Your choice. He finds a decent little apartment. Rent is suspiciously cheap. He suspects it might be an unsafe area but what's the worst that can happen? What are they going to do, murder him?
So he moves his stuff in, finds a second fourth hand couch off marketplace, and adopts the blob ghost that's living under the back stairs.
One day, around dusk, he gets a knock at the door. He's been tinkering so his clothes are burnt and dirty, and his face is probably worse, but let it never be said that Maddie raised a boy without manners so he opens the door.
"Sir, Good day to you. I'm here with the New Orleans Paranormal Society and we are out today to help our community." The man quickly flashes a card and then tucks it away again before Danny's brain has time to catch up. His eyes flick to the side before he leans slightly closer and says, in a conspirator's whisper, "Have you ever suspected that your home may be haunted?"
Danny 'commit to the bit' Fenton manages to looks surprised. Even a bit taken aback by the possibility before saying "God I hope so!" and then just.... fades away.
The scream the guy lets out as he scrambles away is worth the future visits he'll likely get once word gets out. Danny closes the door slowly enough so that the hinges creak loudly into the the falling night air.
