There was once a girl, and she hated the road that led back home.
On this road there stood a single, isolated old apartment.
There always a man at the second floor window grinning at her.
The girl was scared of him and always ran past the apartment to get home.
However one day the girl was passing by as usual.
The man was there again in the second floor window.
Only this time something was different.
His mouth was moving like he was trying to say something to her.
The girl was creeped out so she decided to take the corner just before the apartment and go the long way home.
That night the girl was killed.
There was a suspicious person waiting by the corner in front of the apartment, and the man in the second floor window was trying to warn her about it.