Tom moved into a small apartment on the seventh floor.
Every night, just before midnight, he noticed a girl standing in the window of the building across the street.
She never moved.
She simply stared at him.
One night, Tom waved.
The girl slowly raised her hand and waved back.
The next night, her window was empty.
Instead, Tom heard three knocks on his own window.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
He lived on the seventh floor.
There was no balcony.
Tom slowly approached the glass.
The girl was standing outside his window.
She was floating in the darkness.
Tom stumbled backward and turned on every light in the apartment.
When he looked again, she was gone.
His phone suddenly received a message from an unknown number.
“Why did you leave me alone?”
Tom's hands began to shake.
Another message arrived.
“I'm still inside.”
He heard a quiet breath behind him.
Then a girl's voice whispered:
“Don't look behind you.”
Tom stood completely still.
His phone screen lit up one final time.
A photo had been sent.
It showed Tom standing in his apartment.
The picture had been taken from directly behind him.
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