<strong>Location/Time:</strong>Rich's Apartment Complex<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rich Han<br/><br/>Looking up and down the street, Rich saw no obvious danger on his way into the complex proper and up the stairs to his room. If he wanted to continue branching out from where he was staying, there were two options. The second door to the left was filled with shuffling and scratching sounds during the day. He couldn't say for sure how many rots were in there, but it was well past his ideal number of zero. Two doors to the right was a room that no noise ever seemed to come out of, even during the daytime. Both doors were locked, but it wasn't like they were made of steel.