You've lived in your apartment for years. Neighbors come and go quite often, especially since the neighborhood itself is bad but the apartments are cheap.

For a while, the apartment next to yours was vacant and after a year, you finally see a moving truck pull up in front of it.

Daisy looked around, seeing the dirty and tattered outside of the complex. She brushed off the icky feeling and picked up a box, carrying it inside. It took nearly an hour to get half of her things out of the truck, now having issues with heavy boxes and furniture.

Daisy panted, trying to push the large couch out of the truck and got tired, taking a seat on it, wiping sweat off of her forehead.

"Whoo... That's not good." Daisy spoke to herself, out of breath.