Little is known of this $1.295M three-bedroom in Manhattan's Upper West Side, aside from the fact that an inordinate amount of R. L. Stine's Goosebumps novels could be set there. (Night of the Living Dummy, The Haunted Mask, and Trapped in the Circus of Fear for sure.) Nearly every decor element looks like it could be found inexplicably propped up at the foot of your bed in the morning, staring at you with cold, lifeless eyes. To be fair, many homeowners are in to that kind of thing, including models and reclusive heiresses, and more power to them. But most people might want to follow up a renovation with the ancient, space-cleansing art of sage burning.