[ WP ] Slowly start to realize that you have a roommate .

The half eaten slice of pepperoni pizza stares back at me from inside the refrigerator. It's jagged edges and implacable silence seem to mock me. I quickly check that the rest of the food supplies are in order and shut the fridge. Leaning back on the door, I come to the realization that this is the most interesting thing to ever happen to me. 
 
 You see, I knew that I had not eaten that slice of pizza. I filmed myself placing it in the fridge on my phones selfie camera. I have the video if you do n't believe me. Afterwards, I left for work and locked the door behind me. Now I come home, and someone took a god damn bite out of the pizza. Am I being pranked? Threatened? Robbed by a considerate thief? No, I fear the truth is something far more sinister. 
 
 Let me tell you a bit about myself. My name is Rob. I live in a flat. One bedroom, one bath, one toothbrush, one chair in front of the TV. I live alone, and I like it that way. I work as a security guard at an airport. I clock in, sit in a little box, and open the gate for people who have an ID card and keep it closed for those who do n't. Well, they put in a self-scan box now so I hardly ever open the gate anymore. The point is, I work alone too. That's the way I like it. 
 
 The reason I am writing this is because I have reason to believe that I am being targeted by a supernatural entity. Yes, as crazy as it sounds it is the only plausible conclusion I have reached. I have noticed many impossible events over the course of the past several months. I am a man whose beliefs are firmly rooted in the physical sciences and I know that I would be skeptical if I were in your shoes, reader. To convince you, I'll give summaries of three impossible incidents. 
 
 Incident Report # 1: The time is 10:35 p.m. The day is Friday, January 15. I am writing this because something unusual happened to me. I was sitting in my living room watching TV when the door opened. I know that I locked the deadbolt, as I always do. I got up and closed the door. 
 
 Incident Report # 2: 7:20 a.m. Wednesday, February 3. Another impossible event. I woke up this morning and followed my normal routine. All was delightfully uneventful until I attempted to make toast. I placed two slices of bread in the toaster. Next, I turned towards the fridge, opened it, and poured myself a glass of orange juice which I used to wash down a multi-vitamin. I heard the toaster pop and turned to retrieve my toast only to find it empty. I checked the surrounding area. I even checked the ceiling. No toast to be found. 
 
 Incident Report # 3: 7:02 a.m. Monday. Maybe March 6? My bathroom is locked. The lock in the bathroom can only be operated from the inside. I attempted to force the door, thinking it was stuck. The door remained locked. Frustrated, I walked back into my bedroom. From my bedroom, I heard the lock click and walked back into the hallway to discover the bathroom door wide open. I checked for evidence of an intruder and, finding none, write this for future reference. 
 
 Are you convinced now? I spoke to my landlord about it on the grounds that this nullified the lease. He started spouting wild stories about how the other tenant in my apartment had come to him earlier that week with the same issue. In the interest of thoroughness, I asked a few questions about this phantom roommate and gathered that my landlord believes that I have a roommate who works the night shift at the airport. Perhaps my landlord is simply losing control of his mental faculties and is thus confused. That would be an easy explanation. However, a seed of doubt remains in my mind. Perhaps my ghostly visitor has secured itself employment as the night shift security guard at the airport and is now attempting to become my roommate. 
 
 Only time will tell. 
 
 

