You had just moved out of your parents home, on your way to your new house in a nice town near a big city where you worked.
As you arrived and settled in, you were greeted by your neighbor, Todd Bianchor. He seemed nice enough to handle, so you chatted for a bit, he invited you inside for a coffee. You refused, you needed to sort some things out. “Fair enough,” he said.
A week had passed, you’d decorated most of your house. It bothered you, you’d never see your neighbor, the one on the other side of Todd, leave their house.
Another week passed, then as you came home with your groceries, you finally saw them. It was a woman, but unknown to you, this was no ordinary woman.