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My Neighbor's Disturbing Secret

Every night, the thin walls of my apartment fail to block out the unsettling sounds emanating from next door. It is a constant, rhythmic disturbance suggesting a room full of people, yet my neighbor is known to live entirely alone. As the sleepless nights turn into a haunting obsession, the mystery of these impossible sounds begins to unravel. This horror novel follows the terrifying investigation into a hidden reality that defies logic and threatens the sanity of anyone listening.
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I could always hear strange noises coming from the room next to me. A cacophony of people having intercourse. The noise kept me awake all night. But the strange thing was, he lives alone.

I had a new roommate.

Strange noises always came from his room at night. Plus, there was always a strong foul stench, even on him. Every time he walked past me, I needed to cover my nose.

I always thought that he often brought his girlfriend home to have fun all night long, but I never once saw his girlfriend.

The noises irked me to no end. Even putting on noise-cancelling earphones did not help. Did he bring his girlfriend home again this time?

The noise lasted for a few hours before stopping. I finally fell asleep due to exhaustion.

The next morning, I was about to head to work. I opened the door to see my roommate sitting on the couch.

I furrowed my eyebrows. That foul stench seemed to have gotten worse.

When he saw me coming out of my room, his eyes brightened. I was in a professional work suit that day, which was nowhere revealing.

Still, he still looked at me intentionally. He disgusted me.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well? Did I bother you with the noise?" He smirked.

How could he not know how loud he was?

I frowned, glaring at him as I headed for the door.

He explained, "I'm a voice actor. I need the quiet of the night to be able to come up with different voice scenarios."

He smiled and looked at me lewdly. "I'm sure you'd understand that some voices can't be done in the office."

I thought back to those videos I saw about voice actors and how different they looked compared to the voices that they were playing.

When he noticed I still seemed suspicious, he got up from the couch.

The foul stench followed him and wafted through the room. It suffocated the entire place.

I took a step back, not hiding my disgust. I furrowed my eyebrows tight.

He was a little stunned. Then, he smiled widely, showing teeth.

I hated myself for having great eyesight at that moment. I could see the amount of food stuck in between his teeth. My stomach rumbled in nausea.

"See, this is my work badge." He raised his work badge in front of me.

The foul stench was even stronger when he was closer to me, and I tried hard not to retch.

He was a voice actor after all.

I was secretly relieved, but I still kept my guard up. Ever since he moved in, I always felt like I was being watched, and the hairs on the back of my neck often stood up.

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