An apartment in Maykop

My name is Sergey, and I live in the Republic of Adygea, in the city of Maykop. I wouldn't say anything abnormal is happening there, in those amazing Circassian lands, but something happened to me that still makes me afraid.

I returned to my apartment late that evening. I had worked a lot during the day, so I wanted to get a good night's sleep before tomorrow. I fell onto my bed and fell asleep instantly. I woke up in the middle of the night, completely thirsty. I turned on the light, got out of bed, and went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water from the carafe. After drinking the water, I went to the bedroom. The light was off. That was strange—I hadn't turned it off. Without paying much attention, I fell back asleep.

I woke up again to the sound of a woman's shrill screams and moans. I thought I'd dreamed it, but then I suddenly heard it again. When I sleepily rose from my bed to check it out, it hit me like an axe: what the hell kind of woman is there in my apartment?! I'm a bachelor, living completely alone in a one-bedroom apartment. Where could a woman come from?

A chill ran down my spine. Groans were coming from the bathroom. I reached the bathroom, turned on the light, and saw a horrific scene inside: a young girl was lying on the floor, her arms cut off, and a huge man was straddling her—raping her. I watched in horror, unable to move; my legs felt like cotton wool. Meanwhile, having finished his dirty deed, he pulled out a knife from somewhere, cold-bloodedly slit the poor guy's throat, and... walked out of the bathroom right through me! What I felt then, I will remember for the rest of my life. When the killer passed through me, I fainted.

My neighbor found me in the bathroom. It turns out the apartment door was wide open, even though I'd triple-locked it that evening. A neighbor took me to his place, and her wife, Maria, told me the following story.

It turns out that ten years ago, a girl lived in my apartment. Everyone loved her, she was kind, and helped everyone who asked. Soon, a man began living with her. The girl told everyone she was getting married soon. But one night, the neighbors heard the girl's muffled screams coming from the apartment. They figured God only knew what they were doing and ignored it, especially since the couple had made noisy love on numerous occasions before. A few days later, the neighbors smelled a corpse coming from the apartment. They called the police, broke down the door, entered the bathroom, and discovered a horrific scene: the girl lay dead, her hands cut off, her throat slit...

I quickly put the apartment up for sale, and until a buyer was found, I stayed with a friend. Now I've acquired a brand-new two-bedroom apartment, which no one had lived in before.