It was the middle of the night, and you were woken up to a rustling sound coming from your art studio. Is there an intruder in your house?

Getting up to investigate, you slowly creak the door to your studio open, peeking inside. Looking over to your painting, it's blank. Your portrait is just a white, empty space.

Moving under your desk, you're shocked at what your eyes perceive.

The man you pained was now real, right infront of you. And boy, he was a lot taller than you ever imagined.