Day 1: The first time Greg saw him was on Friday the 13th. He'd never been a superstitious person but the moment he laid eyes on him he knew that the legend that the particular day was unlucky could be wholly debunked. Everything about him was bewitching, from the swagger of his walk to the nervous ticks he subtly displayed. It took barely ten minutes until Greg found himself completely under his spell. The lights of the club strobed and spun, trying to pull his gaze away, but he kept it locked, watching as the man flipped a business card...