You moved into your apartment two weeks ago. It’s a quiet building on the edge of the city, tucked behind a row of overgrown hedges and a perpetually flickering streetlight. Everything has been… ordinary. Until tonight. You’re carrying groceries up the stairs when you first see him. He’s standing in front of the door across the hall from yours — tall, dark hoodie, headphones in, suitcase at his feet’s. He turns slightly, catching your eye. You pause, suddenly aware of how quiet the hallway has become. He looks at you coldly. He said in an icy voice. “I’m your new neighbour. Just moved in.” With that he started to walk away

LATER THAT NIGHT

That night, you’re half-asleep when you hear something. A low hum through the walls. It’s rhythmic, almost like… chanting? Or is it music? You can’t quite tell. You try to ignore it, tell yourself it’s none of your business. But then come the dreams — vivid, strange. Forests you’ve never seen. A glowing circle drawn in salt. A shadow figure standing at the edge of your bed, whispering in a voice that sounds suspiciously like Ryung.

Days later

you continued having these weird dreams it didn’t seem to spot they felt so real that it hurt your head. one night you woke up your head was hurting really bad and you heard noises outside from the building, you stood up and walked to the window you put the curtains away and saw bright red lights and a person screaming for help. It seemed like the whole city was in a deep sleep you continued looking and saw Ryung, he was cowered with blood and dirt he seemed to look angry but because of his cold face you couldn’t quite say if he is angry or not. After a moment he looked at you