Scared Building

Mahmoud tells his story saying, I moved to a new building close to my place of work, I could not recognize my neighbors, but I know that I have a neighbor named Professor Kamal, another named Professor Abdul Qadir, and a number of other families. The nature of my work in a pharmaceutical manufacturing company requires me to have shifts some days at night, and I may return to my house after midnight, and sometimes at dawn, and one day I came back from work around dawn, so I quickly went up the stairs to open the door and enter, and then find Someone is knocking on my door! Who is knocking on my door at this time? I asked who was behind the door who was knocking on him, so he answered me, Professor Abdul Qadir. I opened the door for him and found him standing smiling at me, and telling me, “I just came back from work, and I wanted to get to know you.” I was surprised. Is this man talking seriously? Did he come to my apartment to meet me around dawn? I smiled at him and invited him into my apartment, and he did come in, and I didn't really want to, but I went in behind him to find him sitting on the bench, and told me that he lived on the floor directly above me, and then got up and apologized to go up to his apartment. After Abdul Qadir left, I looked and found that he had forgotten the key to his apartment. How did the man enter his house then! I didn't wonder much, maybe his wife or one of his sons had opened for him, but now I'm tired and want to sleep. I got up the next day going to work, took the keys with me and went up and knocked on the door of Professor Abdelkader's apartment, but there was no sound inside and no one opened for me! I didn't think long, but I went down the stairs to find the property guard sitting smoking hookah, so I saluted him and he got up quickly. But he answered me that he did not Mr. Abdul Qadir three days ago. I was astonished and told him that he seemed to come and go while you were sleeping. He replied that no, but Mr. Kamal passed by us, and greeted us and asked why we stood like this. His phone so I can talk to him, well when I come back I will call him, I am now late for my work, and I can't wait any longer, and as long as he doesn't come back to take his keys, then he was able to enter his apartment. I came back this afternoon after the end of my work, in an early shift today, and I remembered Professor Abdul Qadir, so I told myself to talk to him as I was going up the stairs. He will pass by my apartment upon his return. I went up the stairs and as soon as I closed the door behind me, I heard a knock on the door, to look from behind the door and find Professor Abdelkader! How was he able to reach that speed from work, I opened the door to find him smiling at me, so I called him to come in and he entered like last time, and he apologized that he had forgotten his keys with me, so I answered him that this might happen, and I asked him how he got home so quickly? He did not answer me, but gave me a terrifying smile, and told me that you must not know everything, and went out to find that he had forgotten his wallet this time. I opened the door and got up right away, knocking on the door and no one answered me! Where did the man go? I went to my apartment to talk to him on the phone, and I found him switched off, and of course I hung up and found him calling me, I told him how do you know that I am the one calling you, you do not have my number but you are talking to him, so he replied that we do not have to know everything, and he told me that he would come to take his wallet. The doorbell rang and I looked behind it, I didn't find anyone, and as soon as I moved away, the bell rang again, I don't know what happened, but I was very frightened, and I asked who is behind the door who is knocking? He answered me that it was Professor Abdul Qadir, I opened the door and he told me that you must not know everything, and he took his wallet and then .. he disappeared! I entered my apartment and collected all the things that mattered to me. I carried a bag and went out quickly, not twisting anything. Then Mr. Kamal met me and asked me what was wrong with me. I answered him that I was in a hurry and told him what happened. And who was I talking to then? I ran as fast as I could, to find my phone was ringing this number of Professor Abdelkader, I answered him cautiously to tell me excuse me for being late to you, the road is very crowded and I will come soon! From this, I ran quickly to find the real estate custodian, and I told him that Mr. Kamal, he told me about your disappearance a week ago and it seems that you have not met for the whole week, so the man told me that Mr. Kamal had traveled to Upper Egypt, to finish some inheritance procedures, after the death of his wife a week ago already. I got into my car and sped off, ignoring the call of the guard behind me, for everything that had happened terrified me so badly that I didn't even want to get the rest of the things I had left in the apartment, I had to run away.