My Neighbours Are Phantoms Access

Thanks to no one, as the author lives entirely alone. Or so he thought.

The evidence strongly supports the hypothesis: my neighbours are phantoms. Future research should focus on whether they are friendly phantoms (likely to borrow a cup of ectoplasm) or malevolent phantoms (likely to rearrange my cutlery drawer at midnight). Until then, the author recommends heavy curtains and a white-noise machine tuned to Gregorian chants. my neighbours are phantoms

Between 3:00 AM and 3:15 AM nightly, distinct footsteps traverse their hallway. When the author knocked during this phenomenon, the footsteps stopped. When he returned to his own apartment, they resumed. This is consistent with the "Schrödinger’s Neighbour" paradox: they exist only when unobserved. Thanks to no one, as the author lives entirely alone

A. Resident Affiliation: 42 Silent Hill Lane, Suburban Observatory Thanks to no one