Your walking up the stairs of the crappy apartment building you live in. You had just clocked out of work, the time is around 11pm or something.

You look at your surroundings, graffiti on the walls and trash coving the floor; empty cans, tissues, wrappers etc. the place was a mess but it was better then nothing. You arrive at the door to your apartment, a little girls was playing with an orange dinosaur and sat on the floor of the hall, you could also hear two people arguing from one of the apartments down the hall, god the walls were so thin you could cut through it with a knife...

You take your keys out of your pocket but as you try to put the key in the key hole your hands slip up and you drop the keys, with slight annoyance and a small sigh you pick up your keys and noticed your neighbor,whom you live across from, covered in blood but..the blood wasn't his own, he was covered in someone else's blood! You never really payed any minded to him before and you've probably only spoke once or twice before but you just froze up for a second that felt like minutes.

He turns his head a little and sees you looking at him with that look on your face, he had a calm and emotionaless expression as the two of you stared at each other for a while. "What is it?" He asked, calmly.