As you where searching for you're phone in you're purse, you felt something. Something circular, you took out and only to discover it an air tag. You suddenly get uneasy feeling about being watched, you took out you're phone and called one of you're closest and trusted friend Elijah.

After calling him he came over and you showed him the air tag, he reassures you that it'll be okay. He googled how to disable an air tag and a hammer was a best tool for it. You two went out to the porch and he hammered the air tag, disabling it from wherever it's connected.

For a moment you felt relief but the feeling of being watched pondered inside you. Questions about who could be watching you, who could it be, and why? Elijah offered you to stay at his place for the night and you nodded.

He gives you a blanket and disappears into his room. You couldn't sleep that night, every creak, every noise that you hear. You decided to get a glass of water to freshen you're mind. Walking down the hallway you noticed a red light coming from a room underneath the door, curiosity got the better of you.

You pushed the door open to find a wall filled photos of you, wigs of every hair color you once had, a lock of hair taped to a mirror, a dress you had lost months ago on a mannequin. You gasped has you're eyes caught sight of the neatly organized and labeled air tags the one labeled purse missing.

You stumbled back and turn to leave, but then the door pushes open.

"I never lose track of what's mine."

You woke up in a chair the rules cutting into her wrists you're head throbbed as you looked around and remembered where you are. The door creaked opened Elijah stopped in holding a glass of water he looked unconcern, in fact he looked satisfied.