🩸 Story 3: “Apartment 13B”

Genre: Psychological Horror

Chapter 1: The Deal

Naomi Reyes, a broke art student, was ecstatic to find a downtown apartment for
only ₱5,000 a month. The catch? It was Apartment 13B.

The previous tenants had all left mid-lease. Some complained of nightmares. Others
left behind strange artwork — red spirals, wide eyes, shadowy figures.

Naomi thought it was nonsense.

Until her first painting.

Chapter 2: The Red Man

She had no memory of painting it — a figure with long limbs and no face, standing
in her bedroom corner.

She painted more: herself asleep, being watched. Her classmates praised the
surrealism. Galleries called it genius.

But Naomi wasn’t sleeping. She heard whispers. The figure was in the room at night
— just outside her vision.

She turned her bed to face the wall. The next morning, the bed was moved back. And
her signature was on a canvas she didn’t paint.

Chapter 3: Echoes
A neighbor slipped a note under her door:

“He likes you. That’s bad.”

Naomi knocked on their door. No one answered.

The same night, she saw the neighbor standing on the roof, silent, swaying in the
wind. He leapt — and disappeared mid-fall.

That was the last time she saw anyone else in the building.

Chapter 4: The Frame

She found an old mirror behind the drywall. It was ancient, gilded… and in the
reflection, she saw herself painting.

But her reflection never blinked.

She tried to smash the mirror. It refused to crack.

Chapter 5: The Final Canvas

Her last painting showed 13B from the outside.

She was in the window. The Red Man was behind her.

When police broke in weeks later, they found no Naomi — only a massive canvas
stretched across the floor.

It depicted her trapped inside the apartment, paint dripping from her mouth.

The apartment went back up for rent. Dirt cheap.

But her reflection never blinked.

She tried to smash the mirror. It refused to crack.

Chapter 5: The Final Canvas

Her last painting showed 13B from the outside.

She was in the window. The Red Man was behind her.

When police broke in weeks later, they found no Naomi — only a massive canvas
stretched across the floor.

It depicted her trapped inside the apartment, paint dripping from her mouth.

The apartment went back up for rent. Dirt cheap.