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My Roommate Keeps Fiddling With The Shoes
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One night, as I was making my way to the bathroom around 3 a.m., I saw my dormmate, Yvonne, squatting in front of our door. She was rearranging all our shoes so that their tips were pointed inward. I thought it was funny, so I rearranged them to have their tips pointed outward. The next day, I found that all of them had been positioned inward again. This kept happening for a week, and I continued to scramble things up, hiding the shoes, even, or tying the shoelaces together. But they always ended up being repositioned neatly inward. I started observing my dormmate and found her mumbling to the shoes while squatting at the door. I ranted about it online, only to have my first reply send chills down my spine. [Do you also get the weird feeling that something paranormal is happening around you? You have to move out before it’s too late!]
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Then, three months ago, a woman called Rain Lemmings moved in. She was alive and warm and had everything that I could never own again. That night, due to work stress, she fell sick with a high fever, and her mind was not lucid. At her weakest, I went inside her body, shoved her consciousness out, and occupied her body. Meanwhile, the real Rain Lemmings was forced out of her body and became a wandering soul. She became like me—trapped here and unable to leave.“I remember now. I’m not Rain Lemmings,” I said with a quivering voice. A complicated emotion appeared in Yvonne’s eyes, as if she felt pained but also relieved. From that gaze alone, I knew that she had always known the truth. She was a good friend of Rain’s and had been waiting over the past two months to help the real Rain return to her body. Henry tightened his grip around me. His gaze was firm and stern. I could understand his stance. As a retired cop, he would not want to see anything be chased out by fo
My Roommate Keeps Fiddling With The Shoes Chapter 9
As the temperature dropped, all of us sensed something coming alive in the room. Yvonne grabbed a small bottle from her pocket. In it was red liquid.“This is my last resort. Drink it, and everything will end,” she said. “Wait! Don’t trust her!” Henry suddenly cried out to stop me. “What do you mean?” I was stunned. “That’s not to protect you. It’s poison!” He pointed at Yvonne. “She wants to kill you!”“What on earth are you saying?” Yvonne’s expression changed. “You think I’m lying?” Henry sneered. “Then, explain why you became her roommate so coincidentally. Why do you know about her situation so well? Why is that thing so active after you came here?”Henry’s questions caused Yvonne to panic a little. “I already told you! I’m trying to protect her—”“I looked into you, Yvonne Zimmer. You’ve been hiding a lot of things! You know Rain, so why were you pretending to be a normal roommate? Why didn’t you tell her about your relationship? This sneaking around is suspicious
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Henry’s question caused the atmosphere to turn grim. Yvonne remained silent for a long time before asking, “What do you want to know?”“How did you know that she was going to stay here?” Henry started taking notes. Yvonne cast a glance at me, as if she was wondering whether she should answer or not. “Tell me.” Henry’s voice turned stern and professional. In the end, Yvonne answered after taking a sharp breath, “Through the landlady. She’s my sister.”The answer took the both of us aback. “Why hide it?” Henry scowled. “If she knew I was going to move in, she would have stopped me. My sister told me that a woman wanted to rent the apartment and seemed to find the place familiar. Then, I learned that she was the one I had been looking for all this while.”“You were looking for her? Why?”Yvonne turned to me with a complicated look in her eyes. “Because three months ago, a woman disappeared from this apartment, and you look exactly like her.”Those words struck me like a s
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My phone rang. It was Henry. “You good, lass?”“I’m alive.”“That’s good. It was the seventh day yesterday, and I was worried about something happening to you. If you have a minute, I’d like to come over and check on you. There are certain things that I need to tell you face-to-face.”I cast a glance at Yvonne’s shut door before saying hesitantly, “Alright, but you should be careful.”Henry arrived an hour later. He was a bespectacled, polite-looking man in his fifties, totally different from the stereotypes I held about specialists. “Sorry to intrude.” Henry looked around once he was inside. “Where’s your roommate?”“She’s in her room.”Henry nodded before squatting down to inspect the entrance with a magnifying glass.“There are marks, alright, and they’re new.”“You don’t look like an amateur folklore specialist. What exactly is your job, Henry?” I asked. “I’ll be frank with you. I’m a retired cop. I was a detective for thirty years, and I specialized in unique cases
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