This might be nothing. Or maybe I just need to write it out and see if anyone else has had something like this happen.

I live in a small apartment complex. Just six units. One of my neighbors, Mr. Langston, passed away about a week ago. Natural causes, they said. He lived alone and mostly kept to himself. Quiet guy. Routine.

Every night, I used to hear his TV—usually some old game shows or westerns. He’d fall asleep to it, I think. It became background noise. I stopped noticing it after a while.

After he died, the landlord changed the locks. I asked, and he told me the power was shut off too.

But the past few nights… his TV has started turning on again. Around 2:13 AM, like clockwork. But it’s not game shows now—just static. Full volume. Like the snowstorm kind of static you don’t really hear anymore.

It only happens at night. Never during the day. And when I went to knock on the door—just to see if maybe someone was squatting or messing around—it turned off. Instantly. Like it knew I was there.

I recorded the sound last night, thinking I’d show the landlord. When I slowed it down… I swear I could hear something beneath the static. A voice. It said my name.

I haven’t touched the door again. I don’t know who would believe me anyway.