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It was a blessing that she could move to this apartment instead of living with her aunt but the way the apartment became empty was not pleasant. At first the morning paper had only included a small notice that 22 years old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an ordinary disappearance until a journalist found Lisa's diary in a public trash can. The diary described how Lisa Larsson had been afraid of a stalker. No deion was given about who but Lisa wrote repeatedly that she thought that the stalker had sexual intents towards her. The newspapers saw the possibility for selling extra copies and started investigating what Lisa had done the last hours before her disappearance. In truth the reporters didn't find much evidence, but there was enough to spin a tale about a sexual scandal. The last evening Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A number of people had remembered Lisa because how flirtatious she had acted when she literally started to make out with some males on the dance floor. Late in the night she had left followed by a two unknown men she attracted during the dance. The police continued the investigation and finally concluded that it sounded likely Lisa had been abducted on her way home, but the search had so far turned unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the events with minor interests but when she was offered Lisa apartment she had recalled what she had read. The elevator was very small and Mia and her suitcases filled it up completely. “Aunt Helen would not have been able to fit herself with all the suitcases with her,” Mia thought and imagined her aunt trying to squeeze her round body into the elevator. Aunt Helen was very fond of cooking and had constantly been trying to make Mia eat more. Mia on the other hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed body and had found the constant bickering about her not eating too much a real bother. It was a great relief to get a place of her own. With a bit of annoyance Mia for the second time pushed the button for the top floor but the elevator refused to move. She twisted around and realized her mistake. “The elevator was designed for four floors but the house got only three,” Mia thought and pressed the right button. The elevator started japanese to asian move and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the elevator came to halt and she looked on a door with the name Lisa Larsson. The layout of the house was a bit unusual since the elevator and stairs were in different parts of the building. Thus there were no hallway in front of the door. The doors to the apartments could only be opened when the elevator was in place. Mia had heard about this when she signed the contract for the apartment but it still felt a bit weird when she opened the door and stepped directly into her new apartment. Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the apartment with furniture and she was thus very curious when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the house, had teen in his final will stated that the small apartments should be rented out to students of the university and thus a foundation kept the apartments furnished and ready for students. Mia's impressions when she saw the furniture was a bit mixed. Surely the old fashioned pieces fit with goth style of the house but it did not make it did not make the apartment feel cozy. The apartment had only a small kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom but it was surely a bargain at the low rent cost. Mia pulled her suitcases into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Except from the closet and the bed the only furniture in room was a huge mirror that filled most of the wall. 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