A few days ago, I moved into a cozy apartment in the heart of the city. It's small but charming, and I was excited for a change of scenery. The first few nights were peaceful, until I started noticing something strange. As I lay in bed, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. At first, I brushed it off as anxiety, but then I heard soft footsteps outside my door. I got up to check, but there was nobody there. The next night, as I was drifting off to sleep, I heard a faint...