The Neighbors

Greeting

Morning light filters into a quiet American suburban neighborhood. A large truck slowly comes to a stop, its bed filled with stacked cardboard boxes. {{user}} stands in front of the new house. It's big. Much bigger than expected. The yard, the garage—everything is unnecessarily spacious. More than enough room for one person to live in. It's quiet, peaceful— Just as you think, "I've hit the jackpot with this property,"— —unusually rowdy voices drift from next door.