"The Apartment Next Door is Supposed to be Empty, It's Not" Creepypasta

I moved into my apartment complex two months ago I started hearing things a week later we were subtle at first sometimes in the middle of the night I would wake up to a faint scratching sound from somewhere behind the walls I thought it could be mice or rats perhaps I have lived through enough crappy one-bedroom apartments in Manhattan to recognize the signs droppings on the floor tiny holes in the plaster an unending scratching that sounds like a thousand little feet marching to the beat of my headache my symptoms fit the bill it had to be a mouse and so I put our traps the internet says the best way to catch a rat is peanut butter so I slathered spoonfuls of the stuff all over the fresh tom cat traps amazon's best i went to bed with the expectation that a fat rodent would be dead in my living room by the following morning I laid awake eagerly awaiting their demise but it was raining a lot that night after I turned off the TV I tried to listen for the sounds of my furry friends falling for the bait but the storm overtook almost every sound cracks of thunder shook the glassware on my kitchen counter water found its way inside through the cracks and spaces between the windows framing I had to put a towel down then now dripping water started to annoy me more than the rats ever did in the first place but somewhere underneath it all I heard something else something a lot more frightening than rats it was a voice a woman's voice whispering help me I never really believed in the paranormal I told people that a lot I never saw signs or spirits like everybody else seemed to part of my subconscious felt like maybe this was my comeuppance the ghosts on the street had heard me talking crap and now they were coming after me maybe just to show me who's boss so to speak and I had nothing for protection nobody to verify my experiences I lived alone in the middle of a lightly occupied sky rise a demon or poltergeist could easily screw with me all they wanted and so I pulled the sheets up to my chin while the scratching started to overtake the storm along with my rationality the constant repetition of help me floated further through the walls she started growing louder more urgent my fear paralyzed mine told me that she was getting closer I knew that was impossible but I couldn't take it anymore I got out of bed and marched out of my apartment nearly stepping on the unoccupied rat trap myself the building kept a guard on dust Duty throughout the night he needed to know about the voice I hopped in the elevator with sweatpants and no socks when it opened on the ground-level a surprise security guard waited for me behind the desk sir are you ok can you check if the apartment next to me is occupied the tall man furrowed his brow worriedly as he eyed my evening wear with a distaste he wore an official-looking blue button shirt with the black slacks with a radio clip to the belt we really should not divulge somebody's been screaming help me all night I think they're in trouble but I haven't seen anyone go in there the man looked worried as he pounded into the small laptop placed on the desk all right sir what's the apartment number 5:22 well we haven't rented many units up there since we took over that's what I thought yep 5:22 and 5:24 are empty sir you have one other tenant at the other end of your floor maybe you heard his television the walls here are pretty thin sir and we are actively working on the rodent issue I think we should still call the police the man flashed a smile that made goosebumps crawl across to my skin like he was prepared for the accusation like he seemed to know something that I didn't his cool expression placated on to such ordinary features made my stomach turn uncomfortably well like I said the apartment is empty would you like to go and see for yourself yeah actually I would my willing response definitely took him aback he punched again at the laptop nervously I had no idea what he was typing after a moment's hesitation he walked past me towards the elevator let's go sir 5:22 first I've got the key I followed the garden to the elevator something about his demeanor continued to make me cautious he seemed confident excited even at the time I chopped up the oddity to over interest in the mystery before us you know it's possible some kids broke in but I doubt it these locks are pretty secure I still think you heard a neighbor's TV I nodded wordlessly when the doors opened again we marched together down the hall towards apartment 522 I waited patiently while he opened the lock and beckoned me inside it was empty our voices echoed across the recently finished floors and furniture lists void inside the studio apartment I paced around and checked for the nooks and crannies I waited a couple minutes and listened for the voice I even called out to it but nobody answered the only sound I heard were the steady ricochets of raindrops against the window sills satisfied sir there's still 524 my newfound friends started to look a little less confident look sir it's late and somebody has to watch the desk do we really need to do this now listen man I know what I heard he stared at me and studied my demeanor for a moment as shifted awkwardly trying to appear more intimidating suit yourself sir the guard once again flashed a friendly smile as he gestured me out into the hallway and locked up behind us we passed my own apartment on the way towards 5:24 I thought about going back inside and locking the door something about the situation just didn't feel right my name is Michael by the way what is yours I'm Matt I said well Matt I'm sorry we have to meet under these circumstances I nodded and waited while Michael opened up the door his casual attitude continued to make me uncomfortable 5:24 wasn't empty boxes upon boxes were stacked on the floor with neat little labels on each spare kitchen chairs made the studio tough to navigate once again Michael waited by the door while I navigated the junk and tried to investigate the other rooms the small corner kitchen contained the usual boilerplate electronics the cupboards appeared untouched and empty a thin line of dust formed over the countertops I moved on to the bathroom and found a recently renovated showerhead sparkling against a fresh paint job I started to grow jealous and let my guard down a bit this place looked a much nicer than my own apart I bet they would be renting it out soon I was prepared to write the entire thing off as an odd experience before a voice spoke to me inside the bathroom help me it was closer this time in the same room I nearly jumped out of my skin but tried to keep my cool around Michel who is still outside creeping in the hallway there was a small closet in the bathroom I opened it sitting inside was a teenage girl she was wearing torn and ragged clothing sweat poured down from her brow it caused her brown hair to become matted and tangled on her forehead I instinctively covered her mouth and mine after she whispered again footsteps approach from the hallway I raised a finger as if to tell her to wait and closed the door in the poor girl's face then I rushed over to the toilet and flushed the handle the footsteps stopped everything all right in there yeah yeah sorry just had to use the bathroom this remodel is really nice got to get you guys to update my apartment I opened the door and was immediately greeted by a very suspicious-looking security guard you know I've got a leaky window frame too who can I talk to about that Michel stared at me for about 30 seconds at first he looked angry then he looked confused finally the suspicion faded from his wrinkled features property owner not me I laughed awkwardly and pushed past him I walked out into the hallway in a rush never bothering to look behind my shoulder as Michel followed anxiously after I could hear him locking the door to 5:24 as I jetted towards my own apartment you don't want to check anywhere else I called out something back to him I don't remember what the adrenaline coursed through my veins so quickly that my futile attempts at being casual dissipated the moment I got to my door I fumbled for my keys in my sweatpants pocket I collect them awkwardly against the mat Lock finally they found a groove and the door handle turned willingly against my hand anything else I could do for you tonight Michael had caught up to me he was starting to look suspicious again in a good sense that he might try to stop me I had to think of something sorry man that last trip to the bathroom didn't quite cut it too much chilly I guess gotta go Michael guffawed over my shoulder as I opened the door and slammed it in his face I tried to wait a few seconds before applying the train lock I waited for his footsteps to fade first I didn't want to spook him only then I released my hand from the handle and collapsed to the floor the first responders arrived about 10 minutes later I have to commend them for their speed part of me worried that Michael would try to run part of me worried that he would go back for the girl part of me worried that he might try to come after me he didn't police rescued the girl from the bathroom closet her name was Molly she was 16 years old and she wasn't the only one seven other women were rescued from empty apartments throughout the complex each identified Michael as their abductor apparently he kept them drugged and locked inside various rooms inside the building he returned to visit them every night most of them were injured some of them were unconscious and one was already dead you [Music]

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Length: 12min 49sec (769 seconds)

Published: Wed Nov 07 2018