It was late when I finally climbed out of bed. Thankfully, the sun was setting and the pain in my head had dissipated. Something squeaked. I flinched. All around me strange sounds reverberated. Tiny scratches. Marching feet with a repetitive thump-thump-thump.
Did a horde of rats invade my apartment? Roaches perhaps?
I shook my head. The Hibernia Tower was a well-cared-for building. I wouldn’t have moved into if it weren’t. The worst pest in the entire place was ants.
Could I possibly be hearing their movement?
That was too creepy to ponder. What was next?
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