I Struck It Rich with the Haunted House I Picked Up

I was so broke I moved into a famous haunted house and livestreamed it.

The viewers were taking bets on how many days I'd survive.

At midnight, the TV switched on by itself. A little girl in a red dress crawled out of the screen and handed me a note.

“Big Sis, Grandpa next door wants to know if you could stop chopping ribs in the middle of the night. It's keeping him awake.”

“Oh, and here's their rent for this month.”

I looked down to find a handful of gold bars in my hands.