Goodreads asked Владимир Мортев:

What mystery in your own life could be a plot for a book?

Владимир Мортев I once lived in this apartment build, where I would hear noises from the story above me really often. Most of the time, it would be normal stuff like footsteps or the tinny undertones of an ongoing conversation. Other times, it would be the sounds of children playing: tiny feet pattering around, balls rolling on the floor, laughing, sometimes even screaming. On rare occasions, I would be able to make out sounds of furniture being moved around or doors being opened and closed.

I, however, was living on the last floor of the complex. There was nothing above me.

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