The neighbor continued, looking over her shoulder as though half-expecting to see something lurking in the shadows. “And that doll someone left in the hallway… really strange. I swear, this place didn’t feel like this when I first moved in.”
Stacey bit her lip, nodding gravely but keeping her responses neutral, allowing her neighbor’s unease to grow with each step. By the time they reached the building’s entrance, the woman’s usual cheerful expression had faded, replaced by a hint of worry.