by Silas Croft
Leo needed a cheap place to live, but the basement suite came with a soundtrack: the relentless pacing of the old man upstairs. Then came the scratching, and a dry whisper begging to be let back in. But after the old man is found dead, his body twisted into an impossible shape, the noises don't stop. They get louder. And now, a note on the sealed door says it all: 'I remember the way through the walls.' The thing upstairs is still there, and it's looking for a new door.