This Wasn't in the Lease

Charlie's life is a mess. His music career is a joke, his dead-end job barely pays rent, and his ex-girlfriend finally got tired of waiting for him to get his act together. He's broke, hungover, and one bad week away from losing what little he has left.

Then the weird shit starts.

It's small at first-strange noises, objects moving when he isn't looking, shadows where there shouldn't be any. He tries to ignore it. That works until something claws its way into his apartment-something very real, very angry, and very not supposed to be here.

Charlie doesn't know why his crappy apartment has become a magnet for whatever's creeping in from the dark, but he does know one thing: he's not going down without a fight. With a mix of desperation, dumb luck, and whatever weapons he can get his hands on, he finds himself doing the one thing he never expected-hunting demons.

And he's weirdly good at it.

But the deeper he gets, the stranger things become. Something bigger is moving beneath the surface, and whether he likes it or not, Charlie's already in too deep.

Too bad he's never been great at quitting while he's ahead.