Utylike's Utility Drawer

There is an unbearable moment of silence before the door creaks and opens.

No one is there. You look outside but the hallway on your floor seems to be completely devoid of all life. Guess it was just your imagination after all. Late-night readings of horror stories and— You can't seem to recall the right word. You have it on your tongue but it escapes you every time you try to put your mind to it.

It's probably nothing, you think to yourself. Slowly you approach the staircase on the other end of the hall. On your way, you pass your neighbouring apartments and feel a bit uneasy about the whole situation. You aren't exactly in the mood for talking. Right?

Yes, you should head back inside. It's cold out here.

Yes, but since you're already on the stairs you might as well take a look outside.

No, somebody was definitely knocking on your door.