It was almost midnight. On your way back to the apartment, you come across someone on the first floor of the building.

“Hi, miss... neighbor?”

It was the man who lived next doors. He smiled casually as he noticed you coming toward the elevator. He quickly covered his right arm with the shirt. As if he had something to hide from your eyes.

“Working till this hour, eh?” He sounded calm and unwavering despite a hint of unease beneath. A slight metallic scent was hanging in the air. Making you feel weirdly… off.