when I heard something moving inside my walls
You know that panicked scurrying sound they make when they’re trying to escape
But this was different. This thing moved with purpose. With intelligence
I put my ear against the wall (again) and felt vibrations on the other side. Almost like someone was writing something. Etching words into the building itself
When I went back to my bedroom, my desk drawer was open. Documents spilled from it
The page with my signature on top, my name creased precisely where I wrote it, as if someone had been studying it
Something tells me I need more than legal protection
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