8 HOURS
This is my flat, my private place of refuge. It’s a traditional Glasgow red sandstone tenement, built in the late Victorian era, well over a hundred years ago. It’s been modernised and now comprises a square entrance hall with all apartments off it; a double bedroom, large bay-windowed lounge, dining kitchen and a family-sized bathroom which has a white enamel three-piece suite with an electrically powered over-bath shower. In the short time since moving in, I’ve upgraded all the decorations and added my personal touch of style.
I don’t know why, but something feels odd. I walk from room to room, but I see nothing out of place. However, whether imagined or otherwise, I have a feeling that someone has been here. At my request, Jenny came in to collect my change of clothes, but it’
