Thirty-one abandoned family buildings in the old city are only allowed to be inspected at dawn and no one is allowed to stay in the middle of the night.
I work as a night watchman, and I bump into ghosts every night.
Deaf people heard whispers, cries came from empty houses, and repair calls were made until the early hours of the morning before the dead.
The voice-activated lights flickered on and off, and under each one stood something that refused to leave.
The dark shadow you see is not an illusion.
The movement you heard was right behind you.
Tonight, it's your turn to patrol the building.
