It's October, which means the country's supply of fake cobwebs is getting dangerously low.
The reason, of course, are the commercial haunted houses opening for business, filling the night with the screams of terrified teenage girls.
Wait. That scream was actually coming from me — at Blood Manor in New York City. From the name, you would never guess it's on the second floor of a downtown office building. It probably used to be a hedge fund.