
A man just moved into a loft and heads to the secretary to get his keys. The secretary gave him the key happily yet cautions him not to upset the entryway with no number on his floor. He asked why however didn't even try to ask, he was excessively occupied with his new condo to mind. After he was done with unloading he started to get inquisitive. He addressed why the assistant would caution him of things like this, thus he got out of his loft to look at the entryway with no number.
He attempted the door handle first yet it was locked, so all things being equal he got onto his knees and looked through the keyhole. The condo he was investigating was unfilled. His eyes checked the entire spot before halting at a lady, standing face against a wall, in the corner. He saw her fair skin and long dark hair before venturing back, unexpectedly feeling distorted in a way to attack another person's protection. He dismissed it, accepting she was somebody who would have rather not been upset.
The following day he became more inquisitive about the lady and in the long run returned, straight away getting onto his knees. He looked through the keyhole and saw all red. Red. He accepted that the pale lady probably discovered him looking the last time and covered the opening with something red.
He let the entryway be and on second thought went down to the secretary to pose her inquiries. The assistant murmured and inquired, "You glanced through the keyhole, didn't you?"
He confessed to it thus she felt obliged to recount to him the story. She let him know that a couple used to live in that loft quite a while in the past, however, the spouse went off the deep end and killed his better half. Nonetheless, this couple wasn't typical.
They had fair skin, dark hair and red eyes.
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