The woman was…incredibly rude to him, but such was his luck today. When she began to shout, and pulled her key out, he looked at her with a puzzled expression. [i]Surely that could have been a key for anywhere,[/i] he reasoned. “That key…could be for anywhere.” He said, but he stumbled a bit over his words. The thing with the knob, he couldn’t just brush that aside again. It was nagging at him. Something was seriously wrong. 

He almost missed her next words, but he began to tune in when she mentioned security. “Then call them.” He replied, just as steadfast as she was in proclaiming ownership of the apartment. “They will back me up. I have lived here for… years. Maybe they can figure out what the-“ His words were interrupted by the lock in the door turning, and the door itself opening. As the man was still closer to the door, he turned towards it, surprised to see that there was someone [i]else[/i] inside his apartment.

“Erin, is there something wrong?” The older man asked, half-stepping out of the apartment. “I heard shouting.” He added.

When the older man stepped forward, he was forced to take a small step back. Clearly this older man had no concept of personal bubble, [b]and[/b] he was completely ignoring the most important in the hallway. Making an effort to rectify that, he spoke again. “There is something wrong, as a matter of a fact. You and…this chick are squatting in my apartment.” 

However, the older man didn’t even glance at him, and was still looking at his daughter, completely unaffected by the well-dressed but rather rude individual in their hallway. “HELLO?” The young man said again, waving his arm in front of John’s face. Before he could pull his hand away, John took another step towards his daughter, and moved right through his arm. He felt a sort of…thickness, like someone was squeezing his arm, but in a moment, John had passed through him, and the feeling passed. “Wha-?” He stared at his arm in shock, shaking his head in disbelief before looked back up at the girl who had argued with him. The older man couldn’t see him, but this one could. He couldn’t open the door on his own, and then the older man walked through him—literally through. There was only one explanation.