8 months later
It’s been a long time since I moved into this apartment, picked up that damn note from the tenant before me and unlocked a world of demon window cleaners and vile, rat-like creatures that live in the communal lift.
If you don’t know me, my name is Kat and months ago I found myself living in a home filled with unusual occurrences. I don’t even like thinking about what has happened. Prudence, Terri, Ian everyone warned me, gave me advice and tried to stop me from making the biggest damn mistake of my life. I didn’t listen. Instead, I let my emotional immaturity get the better of me. I really wish I’d listened.
I can’t blame any of them for comparing me to Prudence.
The events following my moving into the block had me in such an emotional place, it was a lot to take in, no
