Apartment of Horrors
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It was nearly 1.00 am, and most people were already asleep. The residents on the lower floors had likely missed the commotion, which left only 401 seething in the chat.
I hadn't lived here long enough to know what the resident in 401 looked like. I just hoped he'd be careful and not do anything rash.
I had no idea where the fake officer had gone. If he went downstairs while the resident in 401 was coming up, they'd run smack into each other.
And the officer had a knife. If the resident in 401 ran into him, it'd be bad news. Thankfully, a few minutes later, 401 texted back.
"What's going on? Was that your place making the noise? What danger?"
I asked, "Have you stepped out? If not, don't. A
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