A decade ago, I was between major life events and desperate for a temporary job that didn’t involve fast food. With limited qualifications, I interviewed to be an actor at an open-year-round haunted house attraction. I arrived to the audition with amateur scare tactics, all culled from a lifetime of horror movies. The manager asked me to growl, so I growled. “Can you do it angrier?” he wondered. Yes, I could. With a snarl and a few animalistic syllables, the job was mine—and it still haunts me today.