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No one remembered when Flat 3B was last occupied. It wasn’t abandoned—not exactly. The rent was always paid on time. Lights sometimes flickered behind the curtains. And every now and then, late at night, the pipes would groan like someone dragging something heavy across the floor. But no one ever…

No one remembered when Flat 3B was last occupied. It wasn’t abandoned—not exactly. The rent was always paid on time. Lights sometimes flickered behind the curtains. And every now and then, late at night, the pipes would groan like someone dragging something heavy across the floor. But no one ever saw the tenant. When Daniel moved into 3A, the landlord hesitated before handing over the keys. “Just… don’t knock on 3B,” he said. Daniel laughed it off. Old buildings had quirks. Weird neighbors