[TheFabledBiscuit]

The woman stared at the man in disbelief as he spoke to her, gritting her teeth turning back towards her home assuming the man in front of her was nothing but a fraud.
"As I was saying, you just need to hire an electrician to inspect your home, it isn't a ghost that causing your power outages you probably just have some old wiring that needs to be replaced." Ryan forced a smile while trying to explain however the woman didn't seem to be listening and instead complained about his incompetence and should having hired a real ghost hunter before letting the door slam in front of his face.
The young man groaned throwing a coat over his shoulder as he made his way back to the car ruffling his hand through his dark short cropped hair, packing equipment he had brought with him into the trunk. He glanced at the invoice of his job and crumpled it throwing it into the backseat before starting the engine. "I think all this hard work deserves another celebration at the bar." He pinched his fingers against his brow before heading to his favorite pub, wondering how he had been able to go on for so long with so many dead end leads, at this rate he was going he would end up filing bankruptcy before finding an actual ghost.
It had been only a year since Ryan had started up his business, and in truth he was very gifted in his ability to be able to see or even commune with the dead, however he had a hard time making a name for himself, the clientele who hired him either did not suffer from an actual haunting which seemed to be 95% of the jobs he was contacted for or they would opt for a more reliable name than his own when he did confirm a spirit residing in the house, either way it's been nothing but a headache for him, a headache he chose to relieve with a bottle of booze.
He glanced up to the dark building in front of him, only the neon green words against the small building would ever hint at it being any place of business. 'The Witches Brew' He gave another small sigh of defeat before exiting his car, it felt like he was coming here more and more often nowadays, something he wasn't proud of, nor ever would admit to anyone outloud.