As I walked around my apartment, I smile at how perfect it was. It was exactly the kind of place I was looking for and a perk was that it was in Manhattan, New York where I had always wanted to move to, it's been a dream of mine but I started to lose hope of finding a place around here since it took me around 6 months to find something that was in my price range and looked amazing with a great view of the city.

I walked across the room to the open kitchen and decided to make myself a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner. The kitchen had purple LED lighting throughout the area. It was the only light on in the entire apartment since I knew that after I would eat dinner, I was going to go straight to bed. I took a bite once my sandwich was done but jumped and almost dropped it when I heard a loud crash coming from my bedroom. I put my sandwich down and walked into my room to see my picture frame of me and my family on the floor, the glass completely shattered.

I kneeled down and picked the broken pieces up carefully. I shivered at the slight breeze that brushed past me. I looked up to see that my window was open all the way up. It was still pitch black dark in here since I hadn't bothered to turn on the lights. I tilted my head in confusion but ended up picking up a shard of broken glass and cutting my hand. I hissed as blood dripped onto the carpeted floor. I ran into the bathroom and ran some cold water over it, watching the blood infused water run down the drain.

When I looked up into the mirror at myself, I screamed when I saw a shadow figure standing behind me. I spun around, my hands clutching the basin behind me. The figure was gone as if it were never there. My heart was beating a mile a minute. I tried to take deep breaths and tell myself that it's nothing and that it was all in my head, it wasn't real. I turned around and turned the tap off, looking down. Once I felt calm enough, I exited my bathroom to enter my room again but I heard the tap turn back on from behind me.

I looked over my shoulder at the running facet. This can't be real, it's not, I must be tired or something. I shook my head and quickly went over to turn it off. I turned to exit yet again but screamed loudly again, probably waking my neighbours up most likely, when I saw the shadow figure there, standing in my bathroom doorway, this time unmoving and the lights started flickering like crazy, the shadow appearing and disappearing as it did so. It became noticeable to me that this is was very much indeed real and I wasn't alone.