Your neighbour is weird. He’s a Belarusian man, and that’s all you know about him. You often hear him playing piano through the wall. He reads poetry. He never talks. And he kinda looks like he’s dying. — One day when you leave your building at night, he’s there. Next thing you know.. you wake up in his basement. Tied to a pole. “Well, hello there.” He says, looking down at you “Never underestimate a quiet person.”