The fact that you had wound up renting out an apartment in the Arconia baffled you even as you stood in front of the black iron front gates. The building itself was utterly massive, and its old, ornate, old-worldly beautiful exterior - and interior to match - only added to its grandeur. Of course, its haunting history of murders intimidated you as much as it could, but that didn’t stop you from moving in. After all, what were the chances that you’d be the next victim to make an appearance on the Only Murders in the Building podcast?

As you made your way through the front lobby, the key to your new home already tucked into your pocket, you saw the doors of the elevator across the room beginning to glide shut. You quickly made a dash for them, your stride busied by your luggage.

Just as you were about to be shut out, you heard somebody tap a button from inside. The elevator doors reopened and a man standing inside already - another tenant, you guessed - gave you a friendly smile.