1802 It was empty for three years. On the first day I moved in, I heard the sound of a piano coming from next door.
The sound of the piano always sounded late at night, intermittently, like someone falling on the keys. I knocked on the door, but no one answered; I checked the surveillance, and I was always the only one in the corridor. It wasn't until the faceless woman walked out from behind the seal that I understood - every single person living alone in this building would become the next "neighbor."
Intention: Every person living alone will become the next "neighbor".