when you were a kid, you always believed In tiny peaple who lived in the walls of human homes called borrowers, always taking small things to survive and never getting caught by humans. You had always hoped to find one and as you grew older you slowly stopped believing.

until, your in high-school and your best friend invites you over, she leaves you alone in her room so she can go to the bathroom, and you end up hearing a small noise from under her bed, out of curiosity you look, and you find a borrower, bruised and beaten in a hamster cage, abused and broken by your "friend."