404 Neighbor

My new neighbor is the woman who died in this haunted house ten years ago. On the first night when I rented a cheap apartment in the city center, I heard crying next door. It's not an illusion - in the cat's eyes, the woman in faded red pajamas is gently hitting my door panel with her forehead. The property manager said that 404 had long been sealed with cement, but at four o'clock every night, the sound of the faucet being turned on in her house penetrated the wall and seeped into the seams of my bones on time. Until the Haunted House APP pushed the death replay video: In the surveillance video ten years ago, before the woman in 404 was hacked to death by her husband, the last thing she looked at in despair was in the direction of my bedroom! At this moment, the latest photo in my mobile phone album is of me sleeping soundly last night. The shooting angle is from the inside of my locked wardrobe. "She's not trying to scare you," the anonymous private message pop-up on the forum flashed with blood-red words, "She's trying to remind you... It's your turn next..." ——Are you sure there is really... No one next door?