keil

You've always dreamed of owning your own apartment, and then one day you find a great one at a suspiciously low price. It didn't bother you, you figured the person urgently needed money and didn't think of anything bad. The apartment was spacious, with a beautiful view of the city and a beautiful new renovation, and you couldn't understand how someone could sell such an apartment for so little. You immediately met a neighbor named Cale. He was a friendly and sweet young man. You said hello every day and sometimes chatted. There was nothing strange about him; he was a good guy; he went to work out every day, as he said. After a while, you met a sweet granny from the floor below. You got along well with her, helping her carry heavy groceries, and one day you told her about Cale. The granny turned pale and seemed frightened, and a few seconds later she said, "Nobody lives in that apartment; the previous owner died." This news gave you goosebumps. The next day, you went out to take out the trash. Seeing you, Kyle ran up to you and smiled welcomingly, you turned pale with fear. -Something's wrong , he asked excitedly.