Chapter 3

Once inside, I saw a message from the former tenant of my apartment, Ashley.

Hey babe, I saw the video Brenda posted in the Snapchat group. She's the exact reason I moved out of that place. Be careful, try to avoid her. I heard her family has some serious connections!

I thanked Ashley for her sweet warning, but in my mind, I was plotting.

Connections? Perfect. I loved exposing people with "connections."

If things went south and I had to report them, maybe I'd even get a civic medal!

A week later, most of my furniture was unpacked, so I brought my kitten to the new place.

Just as I let the cat out of her carrier, my phone rang—it was a delivery guy. I left the door slightly ajar and ran downstairs to grab my package.

But when I returned less than thirty minutes later, my kitten was breathing heavily. Suddenly, she started foaming at the mouth and collapsed on the floor!

By the time I rushed her to the vet, she had already stopped breathing.

The vet said she might have ingested grapes, causing acute kidney failure. But I knew for a fact there were no grapes in my apartment.

And during the move, she had been right by my side the entire time. There was no way she could have eaten anything bad!

The only gap in time was the five minutes I went downstairs to grab my package.

After laying my sweet kitten to rest, I rushed home and checked my security camera footage.

Unsurprisingly, it was that brainless, vengeful pregnant woman from Unit 1701!

The moment I stepped into the elevator, she had sneaked over, holding two grapes, and slipped into my apartment.

A few seconds later, she crept back out, carefully pulling my door shut to make it look untouched.

Because she lost our first little battle, she decided to sneak in and murder my cat!

That kitten was a graduation gift from my mom.

I had cherished her for two years, loving her like family.

And this monster killed an innocent soul just to get back at me!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

I slammed on her door violently. It took a long time before Brenda finally opened it, wrapping her robe around herself with a smug, self-satisfied look on her face.

"What the hell are you screaming about now—"

Before she could finish her sentence, I threw a bucket of foul, stinking black blood right over her head.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Brenda shrieked like a banshee.

"You psycho! What did you do?! Ahhhh! My face! My hair! Gag..."