The first time you found the papers in your study shifted around, you thought nothing of it… at first.

Then you started finding your books missing. Your notes in places you didn’t remember leaving them, and eventually, after falling asleep at your desk one night- you were woken up to the sound of footsteps in your study behind you.

“Are you the author?” A man asked, looking at you curiously when you whirled around to face him in shock.