Ghosts Knock at Midnight: My Eerie Neighbor

I rented an apartment in an old building from the 1980s. Every night, I heard the clack-clack of high heels overhead. The apartment upstairs was clearly empty, yet a pair of lace panties drifted onto my windowsill. When I went to return them, my neighbor said, “That place has been empty for ten years. Nobody lives there.” That night, I saw a hunched, ghostly figure walking backward through my peephole. Its green high heels tapped at my door. The door was held shut with all my strength as a stench of decay seeped through the crack. I rushed upstairs, only to find a black coffin in my beautiful neighbor’s bedroom! Even more terrifying, a video of my brother being murdered was hidden on my phone, even though he had been drinking with me just last night. In this building, among the living, the dead, and the shadows of ghosts, who is real? Don’t sleep tonight. Someone upstairs is watching you too…