Desperate for answers, Liam knocked on the door of unit 404. An elderly woman opened the door, her eyes sunken, her hair thin and wispy.
"You're in 403, aren't you?" she said before he even spoke.
Liam nodded.
"I warned them not to rent it out again," she muttered. "After Ethan, after the… disappearance."
"What happened to him?"
She looked around nervously. "He opened it."
"The door?"
She shut her eyes tight. "The door was never meant to open. But once you hear it call… it doesn't stop."
Before Liam could ask more, she slammed the door in his face.