The Hungry Flat

A Ghostly Seaside Mystery About The Flat No One Talks About

When Mae Harrington rents a cheap seaside flat with “character,” she expects drafty windows, weird plumbing, and maybe a neighbor who collects seagull feathers like trophies. She does not expect the flat to start… correcting her. Loudly. Pettily. At 3:07 a.m., with the radiators clanking out insults like Morse code.

Mae’s trying to outrun a humiliating public breakup, a questionable career, and the tiny secret she refuses to look at straight on. But the building has its own ideas, and it’s got a talent for turning her shame into slapstick. Doors lock at the worst moments. Mirrors do that thing mirrors do when they want you to notice something. And the wallpaper? It’s basically a mood ring with a grudge.

Then Mae finds a hidden crawlspace, a missing tenant’s diary, and a pattern of “accidents” that stops feeling accidental. The locals are friendly in that way people are when they’re absolutely not telling you everything. Meanwhile, the flat keeps pushing Mae toward a truth she’s been dodging for years… and it’s getting less subtle about it.

A funny, messy, slightly feral paranormal mystery about bad decisions, seaside secrets, and what happens when the place you live starts acting like your unlicensed therapist.