Vandal?

It was around 11:40pm, just before the New Year Countdown..

I was in the living room, watching a very boring telecast of the New Year celebrations party at the Marina when I heard a noise outside my door. It sounded like someone was trying to open my metal grille. I could hear someone trying to put a key in the door and fumbling, as if he or she was drunk. I was scared and I didn't dare to peep to see who it was. Wild thoughts ran through my head .. was it my landlord? Maybe Kek was back early from France? Maybe it was my idiot ex-housemate, Gilbert? Or one of his many his spurned lovers? Maybe it was that psychotic neighbour of mine?? Help!!

The noise at my door stopped. It moved to the rubbish chute and then, it was gone. I waited ten minutes before I dared to go to the door. I peeped out but saw nothing. I stepped out into the corridor. A neighbour was peering around his door and saw me - I guess he must have heard the commotion too. That's when I saw my right-side neighbour's lovely purple orchids all over the floor! She had hung it near the rubbish chute to get the best light, I suppose. Or maybe it was her idea to brighten up that area with a pretty plant.

I was out in the corridor that evening, trying to take some night photos of the expressway and the evening sky. I'd seen the plant and thought of taking some pictures but I decided the light wasn't too good. It would look better in the day. Next time, I said.

Now all I got, are pretty flowers scattered all over the floor ...