At first you assumed you were misplacing things, but it soon became clear that someone was taking them. You tried to catch them or keep them out.

You failed.

Nothing of great value was taken, just some odds and end, until one day you decided to leave out some home cooking with a note saying to enjoy it.

In the morning it was gone, and your clothes were all mended.

This has been going on for a while now, but this time, in place of your offering stands a young woman.

She regards you silently.