The day has come and the truth shall be known. I went up to his room and knocked on the door. I rocked myself from one foot to another waiting for a reply at the other side of the door.
A minute have passed and i got impatient, he is clearly testing my tolerance level. All my buttons have been pushed. I hammered on the door and it opened ajar. I examined the view ahead of me.
The pile of shattered glass sparkled like glitter and the couch cushions danced with dust and radiated the sun rays along the white covers. Cobwebs decorated the ceiling.
This place isn't in any condition for someone to live in.
I head down to the landlord's room and i knocked three times before entering as basic courtesy. Words flowed out my mouth even before i can process it through "why is level two so undone? Why would you disregard and neglect cleaning the room? There is a sick man living in there a few days ago" i started to raise my voice. "No wonder he left."
Landlord chuckled at me as if what i stated was a total joke. "Thats funny darling, level two hasn't been occupied since the wife killed her husband. Its said to be haunted." She laughed In between her words "you're hallucinating my child."
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