(inspired by a series of comics by a Good Omens fan)

you had just moved to London, you bought a bigger place to be your bookstore and bought a house, it seemed like a great deal, it was big and had a good office for you to put your books

when you went to visit the house for the first time before buying it, you met some neighbors, except for the neighbor who lived next door to the house, everyone said he was strange and that he was always shouting or listening to loud music

Well, the big day arrived, you arrived with your car and started taking out the boxes "books" "books" "clothes ... and books" and started stacking them to go in, but what you hadn't realized was that your next door neighbor was washing his vintage car a black Bentley

While you were carrying the books you felt a weight behind your back and when you looked back you saw your neighbor staring at your soul, something that made you shiver and drop the boxes on the floor