The previous tenant of my new flat died under mysterious circumstances. It was only after moving in that I discovered the strange note he'd taped to the underside of the living room table:

-<br><br>Mr. Pratchett, <br><br>I can’t take it any longer. It just isn’t safe. I’ve left instructions in the oven, read them and then burn them immediately.<br><br>Yours,<br><br>Terrance<br><br>-<br><br>Instructions:<br><br>1.) Don’t look to your left<br>2.) Don’t look to your right<br>3.) Don’t fall asleep in the flat<br>4.) Don’t wake up in the flat