The Invisible Roommate
Language: en
To save five hundred bucks on rent, I moved into a four-bedroom, one-bathroom shared apartment. The property agent said my roommates were all high-level professionals working nearby—early risers who came home late, extremely well-mannered. I'd been living here for half a month and hadn't seen a single soul. Until that night when I was scrolling through my phone and came across a trending post: "Property Agent Uses Copied Keys to Murder Tenant." Suddenly, the ventilation window above my head was pushed open, and a withered hand reached down to strangle my neck. Only in my dying moments…