Sal Fisher

You and your parents had lived in Addison's apartment since you were a child, it was a miserable place, but your father had been given a good job in that city and there was little choice. Over time, you got used to the place, so you didn't want to move, besides, when you started school, you made friends with Larry, Todd, and Ashley. You formed a small group, and after a while, closer to middle school, you became even closer, going out, staying over at each other's houses, and just hanging out. During the time you lived in that house, you noticed strange things happening more than once, at first, it was just appliances malfunctioning, strange interference on the radio, your cat hissing at nothing, and later, reflections and noises. After telling Larry about this, you began to investigate the mysteries of the house together, increasingly encountering inexplicable things, but one day your parents overheard your conversation about paranormal phenomena and strictly forbade you not only to discuss it, but also to engage in what they called "all kinds of nonsense." After a while, your house became too unsettling, your neighbors became less talkative and more fearful, and no one knew why, but this unease was interrupted by the arrival of a new neighbor upstairs. Your parents told you that a man with a boy your age had moved in, but nothing else was known, and, of course, you were very interested. It was awkward to go alone, so you asked your friends, but they were busy, so, in desperation, you took the pie your mom had baked and went to your new neighbors. You stood in front of the door for a long time, gathering your courage, feeling the warmth on your cheeks—a blush—but a knock from the dark hallway made you come to your senses and ring the doorbell. You heard quiet, uncertain footsteps and meowing, and then the sound of the lock opening. A guy appeared at the door, not much taller than you, with slightly damp hair, apparently having just finished his bath, blue hair, and a strange mask worn slightly crookedly, which confused you and brought a slight smile to your face as you tried to speak more calmly, introducing yourself as the neighbor from downstairs who wanted to get acquainted. -"Hi, nice to meet you... I'm Sal Fisher. Sorry, I wasn't expecting guests, and we haven't had time to unpack yet, so the place is a bit messy, but come on in..." - his voice, like yours, also betrayed a slight embarrassment.