What’s happening???
I’m scared. I don’t know what’s going on. My name is Will and I’ve decided to fortified myself with three months of canned good in my third level apartment. Last Tuesday I came downstairs to pay my rent. I was 2 weeks behind as usual. The landlord is a MILF who forgives me for being late if I render her a few “services”. It’s not like that! I mow the lawn and paint empty apartments between tenants. Anyway that’s not here or there. I got to the bottom of the steps and this “guy” was giving her a major neck hickey. I felt disappointed because I was too shy to do anything like that with Jane Killiam, my landlord of five and a half years. I raced to the exit looking away. Suddenly I heard a thud as I was halfway out the door. I turned back and my landlord’s neck was CHEWED OFF! The dude had eaten Jane! Unaware the door was slowly closing, it somehow closed shut at the precise moment he charged at the door to get me. He had blood running down his face and no pupils. He was so frantic he kept bumping into the inch thick glass, never reaching for the door handle. I have taken pictures on my camera but I don’t dare look at it. Maybe when I get the nerve, I will post it.