Tapping at 2:14 A.M.

I wasn’t planning to share this, but ever since last year, I haven’t been able

to sleep properly. Back then, I lived in a small apartment building — just six units,

mostly elderly people except this one guy who moved in next door… David. David was weird.

Not creepy at first, just… overly quiet. He’d always wear the same hoodie, never looked directly

at anyone, and only ever came out after midnight. One night, around 2 a.m.,

I woke up to this faint tapping sound — like someone knocking gently on the wall between our apartments.

I ignored it, but it kept happening each night… always exactly at 2:14 a.m.

On the fifth night, I finally knocked back — kind of jokingly. He stopped instantly. I figured that was