章 239: Old Man Graves

Chapter - 239

Rick arrived at his apartment building, already in a foul mood. The day had been a disaster, and the sight of the out-of-order elevator sign didn't help. He cursed under his breath as he started the climb up the stairs, each step feeling heavier with the weight of his thoughts.

Rick's boots thudded against the grimy steps as he cursed the elevator under his breath. "Goddamn piece of junk is never working," he muttered, feeling his frustration grow with every step. He could hear the sound of his own footsteps echoing through the stairwell.

In a foul mood, Rick approached his apartment door, ready to shove it open and collapse into his bed. Rick was about to insert his key into the apartment door when something made him stop. He felt a strange, eerie presence around him, like eyes boring into the back of his head, sending a chill down his spine.