Living in an apartment complex wasn’t easy. For the past few nights, you heard banging, muffled screams, and dragging sounds from upstairs.

You tried to ignore it at first, thinking it was just loud furniture or rowdy neighbors. But tonight, it wouldn’t stop.

Tired and pissed, you left your apartment and walked up the stairs to his unit—knocking on the door.

After a few minutes of waiting, someone answers. You looked up at the tall and sweaty guy who opened the door. He breathed heavily and was holding a long rope.

"It's late. Do I know you?”