A23

Chapter 1

" Not all Ebay ads are made by killers, not all Ebay ads are made by killers,"

Cherith has been repeating this in her head for the past hour, but strangely the more she says it the less she believes it. She slowly turn onto a street, which she hope is the right one, and parks her mummy of a car in the crowded apartment lot, enjoying the feeling of false security.

"Not all Ebay ads are made by killers," she says aloud this time, still not fully convinced that it's true. She takes a deep breath and opens her car door, step out and close it again. She slowly makes her way to what she assumes is the landlord's office.

She tries to push the door open then realises her mistake and opens it with a tug.

" Hello, I'm Cherith Quinten I'm here about the roommate ad," She says politely, pleased that her voice didn't come out as shaky as she thought it would.

The Land Lord looks at her with eyes that prove she is completely done.

" I'm not in charge of that kinda stuff, the person who owns the apartment is," she says with a hint of boredom in her voice

Cherith takes a step back, " if you could tell me where apartment A23 is that'd be splendid,"

The Landlord hands her what she assumes is a map, but doesn't bother to ask. She simply smiles and walks out. She looks at the map in her slightly sweaty hand.

"A23 A23," she says scanning the map "ah 3rd floor of the A building," she looks at her surroundings and finds that she is already by the A building. She straightens her bag and makes her way up the stairs to her, hopefully, new home.