It might have been better if I found a guy in her apartment.
"Gosh. What is this?" I yelped in surprise.
No one was in the house. Only a candle was lit.
More bizarrely, one of the walls was filled with paper talismans, And it was the same wall that was connected to my unit.
I asked her what the talismans were for. Instead of answering me, she asked me an odd question.
"Aren't you seeing things in your unit?"
Then she told me a story.
A few days ago, it had rained. She came out to the corridor to dry her umbrella. She saw a dark figure standing in front of my house. She sensed it might be a ghost. She quickly pressed the passcode to go back in after sensing something creepy. The figure suddenly approached her.
"Don't come near me. Get lost. Get away from me."
Then a few days later, I came to her unit to confront her about the noise. At that moment, my neighbour realized that the unit was haunted.
She put up a lot of talismans on the wall connected to my unit. She put out a bowl of rice for the ghosts, so they wouldn't come into her house.
Then she further told me, "I am too scared to live here. I am moving out tomorrow."
I couldn't believe what she was telling me. "I don't think she's right in her mind. I'm glad she's moving out, though." That's what I thought.
The next day, she really moved out. As expected, I stop hearing them. But a month later, I went to Seoul on a business trip. I was coming back home after 4 days.
I started hearing the same sounds again in the corridor.
"When is he coming back? Why isn't he coming back? Did he run away? Why isn't he coming back? I am so bored."
I heard them talking about me again.
"What? Come on. These people are back." I exclaimed in frustration.
I got so annoyed. But when I listened carefully, I was wrong. I didn't hear anything from the unit 101. The sounds were coming from my unit.
"Hold on. Then what the next door woman said was all true?"
"There is no way." I took a deep breath.
I opened the door of my house.
"Did he come back?"
Of course, I didn't hear anything after that.
"Seriously. No one is here." I said to myself after checking my room. I let out a sigh of relief but just then..
I saw something from the corner of my eye. I saw an arm sticking out. It slowly slid inside the closet.
"What was that?" I was confused. I walked towards the closet and as soon as I opened the door of the closet...
I recognised the creepy eyes that I saw outside the window. The more frightening part was one ghost was making different voices.
"Why? Did you think there were two of us?" It said to me.
After that incident, I moved out of that house. I quit my job as well. After that I never heard the voices again.
But I am still curious. Was it really living with me?
"You can check out my original story. Its title is 'The Reddest Red'."