I had one. It sucked. There was absolutely nothing fun about it and everyone was miserable all the time, due to the low-grade evil that permeated the entire place. It was an old tenant farmer house rented form the state of Maryland, set back in the middle of nowhere on peninsula in the Chesapeake Bay. The area had been a plantation hundreds of years earlier, and there were still barns and old foundations in the woods. I wasn't kidding about ti being haunted, either. Some freaky shit happened there. Voices, apparitions, pets dying for no reason after freaking the hell out, etc. Two different people said they saw a burnt, charred face looking in the window one night. As far as we know, there were two instances of fires in the past, one was a neighboring house, the other a barn.